Chapter 48: Why are you helping him?

Even without the ID, the guard and the host knows Paul so we were able to come in.

Paul opened up one of the VIP rooms. This room was big and everything we need was there. We have our own private bar, big couches, karaoke, and board games. At the front was a huge glass wall that oversee the dance floor below. We can choose to draw the curtain to get some privacy.

It was not night yet, so there were not many people on the dancefloor. Paul mentioned that the real party starts at midnight when people get wasted and the music bangs to the roof.

"Do you drink?" Paul took the bartender's spot and mixed up some drinks. I watched him show his skills in bartending with interest.

"I don't. But I would like to try."

It was rare for me to take initiative to drink. I just want to get those complicated thoughts out of my mind.

"How much can you take?" Paul skillfully opened another bottle and it made a 'plop' sound.

"Just little sips."

"How could you get fun with little sips? To start the p