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exuberantly, his smile growing wider as he held his shot glass toward her.
    Yoori smiled prematurely at his prepared toast.  
    “— the only girl I know who got attacked by a duck and lived to tell the tale.”
    What the –
    Yoori’s smile melted under the scorching fire of her cheeks. Her eyes narrowed into slits and she shot Tae Hyun the dirtiest glare she could muster. She was beside herself. How dare he tease her about something that horrible? Just like that, her memory of their awkward “almost kiss” was erased. She was too distracted with his teasing nature.

Tae Hyun smirked proudly and took a swift gulp, emptying the alcohol contents into his stomach without a second’s notice.  
    Yoori, although very bitter with his stupid little speech, made herself feel better by taking a swig as well.  The results were instant. She could feel the warmth of the vodka bubble in her stomach. It felt good!
    Tae Hyun placed his shot glass down in satisfaction and emerged from behind the bar. He didn’t make it out two strides before they gaped at one another in shock.  
    Up and down their eyes went, the similarities of their pajama clothes freaking both of them out – Yoori more so than Tae Hyun.  
    Yoori wore a black tank top and Tae Hyun wore a black muscle shirt. In addition to the similarities of their upper garments, they both sported nearly identical looking bottoms. Both wore a mixture of blue and white plaid pajama pants.
    Soon after, an uninterested Tae Hyun dismissed the gaping fest. 
    “ What are we…modeling for a Macy’s catalog? ” Tae Hyun asked curtly, taking the words right out of Yoori’s mouth. 
    Paying no more mind to the unusual likeness of their nightwear, he marched out, holding a Grey Goose bottle in one hand and his shot glass in the other.  
    Though she scoffed along in agreement, Yoori secretly admitted the obvious: they looked like a very cute couple when they matched.  She laughed for a second before she ran over to the bar counter and grabbed her alcohol of choice, Southern Comfort. All the necessities in hand, Yoori followed Tae Hyun into the living room, boredom already holding her prisoner.
    Because of their eventful day and the fact that they were leaving in the morning, Tae Hyun had informed her that he didn’t have anything planned for them to do that night. Recalling this, Yoori knew the only thing that would help entertain her and her bored self was the alcohol and more “getting to know each other” activities.  
    “Hey, we should play a game,” Yoori suggested, sitting down on the silver tiles just as Tae Hyun was about to take a seat on the couch. She was very excited for an excuse to drink and frankly, the lake house ambiance was so tranquil that she really  wanted to hang out with Tae Hyun a little more before they left for Seoul in the morning. She doubted he would be as easy going and open once they returned to the confines of the Underworld. She might as well take advantage of the undisturbed time they had and pry some more information out of him. 
    When she saw the uncooperative look in his eyes, she hastened to add, “You know…so we don’t seem like alcoholics…”  
    Tae Hyun chuckled at her excuse. “You’re not considered an alcoholic if you drink with someone else, assistant,” he reasoned. “You’re only an alcoholic if you drink alone. If you drink with someone else, then you’re a ‘social drinker.’”  
    Yoori laughed at his witty reasoning. “Okay, social drinker. Get your ass down here and socialize with me by playing a drinking game. Let’s have some fun before I die of boredom.”  
    “I know a couple of vengeful ducks willing to help get you out of your boredom,” Tae Hyun teased, hiding back a playful smile.  
    Yoori’s eyes sizzled with unrelenting fire.  She held back a chain of curses. Instead, she grouchily held up three fingers (her index finger and two middle fingers on her right hand) in a sequential line toward