Chapter 18: The Guy From The Mall


    As I entered the bar for the first time, I was immediately struck by the vibrant atmosphere and


    pulsating energy that filled the air.


    The moment I stepped inside, my senses were overwhelmed. The music thumped loudly, creating a


    rhythmic beat that reverberated throughout the venue. Colorful lights shed and swirled, casting an


    electrifying glow on the dancing crowd. The air was tinged with the scent of perfume, sweat, and


    anticipation.


    The dance floor was packed with people, moving and swaying to the rhythm. Bodies seemed to


    merge together as they danced in sync, their movements a celebration of freedom and self-


    expression. The room seemed toe alive with the collective energy of everyone present.


    Some were even kissing and getting lost in the music.


    As I followed Joday and Doday through the club, I couldn''t help but notice some people giving me


    judgmental looks andughing at what I was wearing. I brushed it off, reminding myself that I came


    here to have fun and not worry about what others thought. After all, it was my first time in a bar, but I


    had a general idea of what to expect.


    Finding a couch to sit on, I immediately felt a bit overwhelmed by the lights and the loud music. I


    wasn''t used to this kind of environment, and it made me feel a little dizzy. But I didn''t want to spoil


    the fun, so I put on a smile and nodded when Doday asked if I was okay.


    Doday went to the bar to order drinks, and I took a moment to catch my breath and adjust to the


    atmosphere. When she returned with the drinks, she ced them on the table, and we all raised our


    bottles in a toast.


    With a mix of excitement and nervousness, I took a sip of my drink. I didn''t even know what it was


    called, but I decided to go with it and drink it anyway. After all, I was here to experience something


    new and let loose for a while.


    The feeling of the cold liquid going down my throat was refreshing. It left a slight aftertaste that


    lingered for a while. With each sip, I started to feel more rxed and warm inside. It was like the


    beer had a calming effect on me.


    "Wow, this drink is amazing!" Joday eximed with a wide grin on her face.


    "Yeah, it''s so good!" Doday added, raising her bottle in a toast.


    "We''re living the life we deserve, right, Doday?" Jodayughed, clearly feeling the effects of the


    alcohol.


    While they were happily drunk, I struggled with the bottle I was holding, finding it difficult to keep up.


    I frowned andughed along with them, feeling a little wild myself.


    As I continued drinking, the taste became more familiar, and I found myself craving more. I grabbed


    another bottle from Doday''s hand and downed it in one gulp, prompting cheers from Joday.


    We kept drinking, and at one point, Joday and Doday went to dance in the center of the bar. They


    returned to our table apanied by a group of men. I watched in surprise as Joday and Doday


    started kissing the men right in front of me. It caught me off guard, and I couldn''t help but feel a


    twinge of awkwardness.


    The man sitting next to me from the group whispered, "Are you jealous? Let''s join in, miss. Want to


    kiss, too?" I was taken aback by his boldness.


    I smiled and retorted, "Dream on, man." Ignoring the bitterness of the alcohol in my throat, I


    continued to drink, trying to drown out any lingering thoughts.


    He chuckled in response to my remark. "Just kidding. By the way, you look familiar to me," he


    whispered again.


    Is this guy a chatterbox? He won''t stop whispering.


    "If you''re going to say ''you look familiar, maybe because you''re my future'' then just stop. It''s too


    cliché," I slurred, fully immersed in the drunken haze.


    He let out a weakugh. "Is that the alcohol talking? You''re assuming, miss. Seriously, though,


    there''s something about you that feels familiar..."


    "Wait! You''re thedy from the mall! The one who was about to be stumbled on the esctor!" he


    eximed suddenly.


    I turned to look at him, trying to focus my intoxicated gaze.


    Could it really be Kurt? The memory of my embarrassing mishap at the mall came rushing back,


    making me realize how clueless I had been.


    "Lyka, right?" Why does he keep talking? I just came here to have fun, not to engage in a


    conversation.


    "It''s me, Kurt." Oh, so he is actually the Kurt guy from the mall. That''s all the confirmation I need. No


    need for a long introduction since I already thanked him before for helping me.


    "Okay, yeah, hi Kurt," I mumbled, not really interested, and continued drinking.


    He kept on yapping, like a chatterbox. Are all men like this? I sat there looking like a fool while he


    rambled on about something. I didn''t pay much attention to what he was saying. I really want to go


    home and rest, but Joday and Doday are still busy with their endless flirting and kissing.


    Kurt remained seated next to me. "Are you okay? Do you need to use the restroom? Or do you


    want to go home and rest?" he asked, concerned in his voice.


    I nodded, feeling the effects of the alcohol taking its toll. "Y-yes, but Joday and Doday aren''t done


    yet..." I replied, ncing at the two of them absorbed in their own little world.


    Alcohol can really mess with your head. "Well, I can apany you..." he suggested, but I wasn''t


    thrilled by the idea, so I quickly shook my head.


    "N-nah, Doday and I have a car..." I muttered.


    "Then I can at least walk you to your car... You look like you might pass out if you try to walk on your


    own," he said, and I reluctantly nodded in agreement. He said his goodbyes to Doday, who simply


    nodded in response.


    He supported me by taking my arms and putting them on his shoulders. We walked slowly, and


    even though my eyelids were heavy and drooping, I could still sense our movements. Without his


    support, I would have probably ended up on the floor, nearly unconscious.


    As we reached the parking lot of the bar, I pointed to the red car, assuming it was Madam''s.


    Manong, the driver, was standing beside it, confirming my guess. I felt a strong urge to vomit, but I


    fought it back. It would be so embarrassing if I threw up right now.


    "Is that your car?" Kurt whispered, and I nodded in response. He even greeted the driver, who was


    standing by the side of the car.


    Kurt helped me into the backseat, and I sank into it, finding some much-needed relief. As I looked


    towards the front seat, I noticed someone sitting there.


    The driver was outside, and Joday and Doday were still inside the bar. So who was this person


    sitting in the front seat?


    Kurt interrupted my thoughts with his words.


    "Wow, you really shouldn''t have been drinking if you''re in this state..." I cut him off. Is it true? Is the


    person in the front seat actually Sir Kiro?


    "S-Sir Kiro? What are you doing here?"Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.