“Why do you want to sleep here when you have a perfectly fine house?”

“This is what friends are for, isn’t it? Let me sleep over for the night.”

Sooil lay on the sofa, looking like he had no intentions of getting up. Maru barely woke him up by kicking him on the flank before sending him into the bathroom.

“It’s fine to not wash up for a day.”

“Not in my house you can’t.”

Maru could hear sighs from the bathroom. He seemed to be praying against the toilet as there was no sound of water.

“If you’re going to throw up, do it in the toilet.”

“Okay. But hey, were you always this naggy?”

“If you don’t want that, then you should grab a taxi now and go home. Stop smelling like booze too. I knew things would go like this ever since I saw you accept every drink that you got.”

“I didn’t know everyone would be good drinkers. Your friends are pretty amazing.”

“You’re amazing too for being sane amongst them.”

“Hey, do I need to get washed? It’s such a bother.”

“If you come out without getting washed, I’ll throw you out the door, so think carefully.”

“Yes, Mr. Cleanliness-Maru.”

While Sooil was getting washed, he put a t-shirt...