"Man, this sucks," Jordie exclaimed as he sat on the leather couch of the VIP karaoke bar named 'Saliva.'
"Jordie!" Rex exclaimed as soon as he saw him. "Long time no see."
They were in a luxurious bar that had three floors. The first floor was a restaurant in the morning that became a chill bar in the evening. The second floor was meant for the more intense 'partying.' It was only open from Fridays through Sundays, and getting the reservation was as difficult as getting tickets for the representative idol group of South Korea, DAWN.
On the third floor was the VIP area, otherwise known as 'the core.' There was a common area in the middle, which was usually filled with successors of conglomerates or the conglomerates themselves. Around the common area were private rooms where the unimaginable happened.
"What happened?" Rex asked, downing a shot of expensive whiskey. "Is the filming going well?"
