I was busy clearing the kitchen table of my mother and brother’s dinner dishes when my phone rang. "Hello." 

"I'm drunk." Jisoo’s voice drifted from the other side of the line and I frowned in response. My nerdy best friend was at a bar on a Wednesday. Why was Jisoo, of all people, drunk on a school night? 

"Y/N, you there?" She asked.

"The barman won't let me leave. He said I had to call someone." I could tell she was pouting just by her voice and I’m ashamed to say it made me a little less mad at her. 

"Text me the address. I'll be there in ten minutes." I shook my head and hung up.

"You good?" Bobby asked from behind me. 

"Yeah." I sighed. "Jisoo’s drunk and I need to go and pick her up. She said the barman’s keeping an eye on her until I get there."

"I can drive you if you want. It’ll be quicker than waiting for a taxi." Bobby suggested.

"Thanks, Bob,” I said smiling at my brother. “It’s gonna be awkward. I still haven’t talked to her about the soulmate situation yet." I winced at the thought.

"It’ll all work out eventually, sis," Bobby replied as he pulled his coat on. 

"Hopefully."  

***** 

On the drive to the bar, I couldn’t help but wonder what had caused Jisoo to go drinking on a school night. The same straight-laced, conservative Jisoo that threw a fit every time I even suggested we drink. How was I meant to tell her that her soulmate also had three other soulmates now? 

As we pulled up to the address Jisoo had texted me, I told Bobby to stay in the car. Pulling my coat tighter around myself to combat the chill of the night's breeze, I made my way up to the door of the sleazy looking dive bar. When I walked in I easily found Jisoo sitting on a stool at the bar with a drink in her hand. I sighed, perching myself on the stood to her left and took the drink from her hands.

"Hey!" She whined but when she saw that it was me, she smirked. "You came for me!” 

"You know I’d do anything for you, Chichu." I gulped down the last of her drink. Jesus Christ, that was strong vodka. Whatever had happened was obviously bad if it had driven Jisoo to drink vodka. 

“Anything?" She inquired with a suggestive wink, leaning towards me, but I was sure it was just because she was losing her balance.

"Jisoo." I rolled my eyes, ignoring the way her hand was drunkenly sliding up and down my leg. "You're drunk and you have no idea what you're doing.” 

"I know exactly what I'm doing.