A week has past since Jimin and Jungkook have left to the army while Eunbi and Ellen are having a tough time handling their lives.

"I need a break."

Eunbi says, exhausted as she lays her head on the rustic wooden desk covered in papers.

"We sure as hell do."

Ellen appears, leaning against the doorframe with her arms folded. She approaches Eunbi, pulling her up by the arm.

"Come on, let's go clubbing, have some drugs and drink till we forget everything and pass out."

Eunbi giggles, playfully hitting her arm.

"You're a mother, Ellen."

"So? Doesn't mean I can't have fun with my gal. I'll drop Hyunwoo off at my brother's place."

"I haven't smoked in forever and we don't know any shady clubs around here."

Eunbi says, rolling her eyes.

"I know just who to contact."

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"You don't mind keeping him for the night? We're going out for sometime to get knocked up."

Ellen's brother gapes at the two women with wide eyes, covering Hyunwoo's ears.

"Knocked up? Are you crazy?! If Jimin or Jungkook finds out-"

"Chill out, Tae! We just wanna get high and that's it."

The tall man stares at both of them before sighing.

"Fine. Be sure to hit me up on some of those substances later."

He says, shooting his pointer finger at them with a mischievous grin.

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Ellen smacks her hand in a handshake with the shorter, paler man with minted hair standing before them and she smiles widely.

"Hey Yoongi, long time no see."

His glum, tired face lights up in a small smile before it returns to his cold demeanor.

"Yeah. You only ever call me if you want something, and judging by your previous questions it's either getting some dick, or you want drugs to get high on. Which is it?"

Eunbi's eyes widen like saucers and Ellen tuts.

"I used to get a lot of dick before I met Jimin. Don't bring up old stories, dude!"

Ellen snaps, and Yoongi raises his hands in surrender.

"Drugs it is, then. Follow me."

Yoongi mumbles, and walks out the door, leaving them to follow him in the lit up town of Busan.

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After walking for what seemed like 15 minutes, Yoongi stops in front of a run down building. Eunbi and Ellen exchange glances as he knocks on a rusty door. A gap in the door slides open and a dark pair of eyes stare out to them.

"Password?" The man's gravelly voice asks.

Yoongi leans forward, whispering into the gap and the man nods, opening the door. The trio walk down an empty hallway with old furniture and dirt everywhere until they reach another doorpost with a hooded figure waiting.

"ID." His low voice resonates from the darkness under his hood, and Yoongi holds up a card before he opens the door, the burst of hip hop music hitting them like a truck.

Rays of electric green and blue neon lights fall over them, and a large smile spreads across Ellen's face.

"Hell yeah. Thanks Yoongs!"

She yells above the music and Yoongi nods at her before he's pulled away by women barely wearing anything on. The nostalgic smell of weed and other drugs mixed with alcohol invade their senses as a bunch of men whistle when they walk by.

(For those of you that aren't comfortable with reading about drugs, I suggest you skip the rest of this chapter. DON'T DO DRUGS, KIDS! unless your 21 or above.)

"Ladies, over here!"

A bunch of four men sit at the couches with a tray of powders and blunts on the table. The two women walk over to them, shyness creeping over Eunbi as she walks behind Ellen.

"Hey guys, we just want some blunts."

Ellen says, running a hand through her hair. A man in the center licks his lips, spreading his legs and leaning back into the couch with a blunt between his lips.

"You sure you two don't want anything else?"

He asks, a light smirk resting on their faces as they stare at them intensely. Ellen and Eunbi hold up their left hands, flashing their golden rings at them. Smoke releases from the man's nostrils and mouth, as he stares at them with an eyebrow raised.

"Y'all married to each other?"

Ellen and Eunbi are taken aback by the statement, but exchange glances and nod their heads. A look of disappointment washes over the men's faces as one of them leans over, hastily shoving the tray of substances across the table.

With a smirk, Ellen picks up a small packet of weed and rolls of paper, strolling away from the group of gazing men and through the ocean of dancing people.

"That'll shut them up. Won't be bothering us now, will they?"

Ellen snickers, looking at Eunbi who begins to fan herself.

"It's really hot in here."

Grabbing her hand, Ellen leads her to a back door and pushes it open to reveal a huge pink and yellow neon lit street alley with people standing around and talking to each other with their own substances. Women with thigh-high heels and short skirts with bras prowl the area for their night's pleasure while a black Lamborghini Miura and a stunning cherry Ferrari 458 Speciale Aperta stood proud in the center.

Both cars belonged to men, and each of them leaned on the hood of their respective cars, tattoos endlessly covering every inch of their skin and jewelry adorning their wrists and neck. Ellen passes the blunt with weed to Eunbi and they place it in between their lips, lighting it together.

Eunbi closes her eyes as her cheeks hollow out to suck in the material, numbing her senses as the smoke burns her throat and nostrils as she exhales it slowly. A tiny cough left her soon after and Ellen chuckles.

"Damn, it's been a really long time."

Eunbi states, gazing at the crowd around her while she bobs her head to the music, taking another inhale of the irresistible drug that had a hold on her in her teenage years. All of a sudden, two deep rumbles echo through the street, and everyone whips their heads to the supercars with their owners now at the wheel.

Green and blue flames roar out of their tail pipes as they rev their engines. The neon lights distort in their flowing metal, aquatic, yet feminine streamline with its curves as they hit their accelerators, smoke surrounding the cars from their screeching tyres.

People part to the side as they take off down the alley, a wave of wind blowing their hair into a tornado frenzy as the cars pass Eunbi and Ellen. The two women stumble backwards, and gape at each other wide eyes as people scream and cheer for the cars that disappear around the corner.

"I want one!"

Eunbi whines as she leans against Ellen who holds the same expression.

"Me too!"

Men came around with trays of huge glasses of alcoholic cocktails, and Eunbi and Ellen clash their glasses together before gulping everything down and moving to the music, shaking their heads to try and get rid of their dizziness.

Smoke dances out of their mouths as they move their bodies to the music, gulping down more glasses of drinks and laughing hysterically for nothing.

"Oh my god! Ellen, loooook! A dog!"

Eunbi dazily points at a brown dog that slinks down the street, and they look at each other, bursting out in laughter as they lean onto each other. Two men approach the giddy women with blunts between their lips.

"Hey there."

One of them says, eyes travelling their bodies. The women had removed their jackets, so their crop tops and short denims with fishnets were on display.

"Damn, y'all are spotless."

The other man says, his fingers reaching out and brushing Eunbi's exposed skin on her arm.

"Are you sure you wouldn't want to get that skin tainted?"

Eunbi smiles, leaning forward.

"I sure would."

Ellen giggles as the men smirk, guiding them back into the crowded room and to the couches where a woman with braided hair sat cross-legged. A black snake tattoo ran up her leg and thighs, disappearing under her her short skirt. She smirks as Ellen and Eunbi plop onto the couch giggling.

She smiles, her silver lip ring glinting under the neon LEDs as she holds up a tattoo gun.

"So, are you girls ready to get those bodies inked up?"