THAT'S NOT MILK YOU'RE DRINKING

My date was an . 

You could have called animal control and they would have sent him straight to the zoo and put him in the exhibit because that was exactly what he was. 

Minah had sworn he was a nice guy, and I believed her, because normally Minah chooses nice guys for my blind dates and I'm typically the one that blows it. Of course, she also admitted that even though she was kind of mad at me for not telling her about whatever the hell Kyungsoo and I had going on, which was nothing, she said that she forgave me and that my blind date wasn't a source of revenge. 

And, you know what, I totally believed her. 

I believed her when I wrestled my way into a dress. I believed her while I nearly blinded myself with liquid eyeliner. 

And then when I got there, my date looked like a decent guy; tall (well taller than me), dark hair and a nice smile. His name was Baekhyun, but he said he preferred to be called Baek.

And then everything just started . 

First Baekhyun (or should I call him Baek like he asked?) wanted to go out for drinks. And since I'm a social drinker (or am trying to be), I agreed. So we drove out to Gangnam which is like, 45 minutes, via car. So I'm thinking that these must be some pretty damn good drinks if we're going that far out for them. And even though I didn't have an early class the next day, it was already midnight when we made it. When we finally made it to the bar, Baekhyun made me get my door myself before wrapping his arm too tightly around my waist. 

"So, what's your name again?" he asked after he drowned what could have been his fifth shot of vodka in the last twenty minutes. "Irene?" 

Irene? 

"Um, no, it's Avery," I corrected him politely. 

"Right, right," he nodded. "So, uh, how do you know Minah again?" The real question was how did he know Minah? He seemed like a real sleaze, even for her. 

"We go to school together." At least I hadn't said anything embarrassing yet. 

"Yonsei?" 

"Um, no. Hanyang." Did she even know this kid? 

"Damn. So you're smart?" 

He had bad social skills. And that meant a lot coming from someone like me. "Um, I don't know?" I answered awkwardly. I was going to need something stronger than a Margarita if I was going to keep up with this kid all night. Not to mention that he was going to be super drunk if he kept up drinking like that. That meant that I was going to have to drive his car and I'm one of the worst drivers on the face of the earth. Chorong can back that up. 

"You know what?" he said after a moment. "Follow me," he stood up from his barstool and grabbed my hand, yanking me upwards as well. 

Because he was stronger than me, which it really wasn't that hard to be and it wasn't like I had the choice of not following him. We went up some stairs, which was when I started to freak out a little because I'm pretty sure that we were trespassing. But we kept going until Baekhyun/Baek opened a door and I realised that we were on the roof. 

No, no, I was not drunk enough for this . 

I wasn't drunk enough for anything, especially when Baekhyun/Baek grabbed me roughly by the arms, pulled me into him, and smashed his lips against mine. 

Excuse me sir, but I do not know you. And you do not know me, much less my name. 

I tried to scream at him to stop but he took that as an invitation to jam his tongue down my throat. His arms moved down to squeeze my while my own arms were flailing madly in the air. , did this kid not understand that I did not want to pursue any sort of relationship with him? I didn't even want for us to be friends at that point. 

Baekhyun/Baek was still having a great time on his own, and I could feel him slowly trying to slide up the material of my dress. Alright, Avery, that is the universal signal for you to do something. 

So I bit his tongue. 

And it worked because Baekhyun/Baek finally pulled away, screaming in pain. "!" he cried, spitting on the ground. Okay, that was a bit over the top, I hadn't bit him hard enough to be bleeding. "Why the did you ing bite me?" 

"Because I didn't want you kissing me! Could you not tell by how I wasn't kissing back?" I wailed, using my hand to wipe his germs. 

"So you ing bit me?" he spat again. 

"Yes!" 

He shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. Oh, like your life is so difficult. You weren't the one that just got ually harassed on a rooftop. "I thought you were friends with Minah!" 

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I asked, tugging the bottom of my dress back down. We needed to get off the rooftop, too, because I was pretty sure it was private property. 

"You know, it's Minah." No, I do not know. 

"Minah is not some that just puts out," I folded my arms across my chest defensively. Yeah, Minah and I weren't exactly the closest people at the point, but I wasn't about to let some call her a . She was still my friend. 

"I'm not saying that Minah is a . I'm just saying that normally the girls that she hooks me up with are a little more willing. Now, if we can try this again-" Baekhyun/Baek made a move towards me again. 

I moved backward. "Do you not understand what I am trying to tell you? Get away from me! I'm not sleeping with you! You're creepy and your name sounds like a breakfast item!" Wow, Avery, that's a new one, but a great way to insult him. 

But it did stop Baekhyun/Baek in his tracks. "Oh, so that's how it's going to be?" he asked me, taking a step back on his own. Yes, that was how it was going to be. For someone that had just taken five shots of vodka, Baekhyun/Baek seemed to be remarkably sober. His speech and eyes were both clear and he was having no problem walking backward. "Then fine. Have fun finding your own way home, ing ," he snarled before swiveling on his heels and going back down the stairs. 

Well, , Avery. Apparently, he was more sensitive about his name that you thought. 

And that also meant that you were now 45 minutes away from home with no way back. Great. Just great. 

I went back down the stairs and out of the bar as well, ready to plea for forgiveness because I desperately needed a ride, but it was too late as Baekhyun/Baek's car was already gone. . I could call Chorong but her car was getting repaired and there was no way that Joonmyun was going to answer his phone that late. Minah wouldn't answer, either. Damn, I needed better friends. I didn't have enough money for a cab either ... 

Bus. 

I would take the bus. 

That was the only way. Of course, it was late, which meant that the buses were more than likely to be filled with drunk people, but that was better than sleeping on the streets of Gangnam. 

The nearest bus station was a few blocks away. Damn it, I should have worn more sensible shoes. But oh well, at least I was going