Ara was in the bar smiling quite drunkenly. Her friend had made a joke about her approaching a man and requesting to give them a lap dance. She didn't take it as a joke though.

She staggered up and walked up to a random guy. She smiled at them and he seemed to smile back.

"Hey cutie, want a lap dance?" She asked. Someone bumped her back and she fell into the guys lap.

He groaned in response.

"Oh, so you do?" Ara guided her hips into his thigh, and he took her shoulders and pushed her off of him.

"You're drunk," he stammered. His cheeks were a bright cherry color.

Ara bit her lip, "I'm lucid enough though, it's not like I'm super drunk."

"Sure, but I don't do drunk girls, it just isn't something I think is concentual," muttered.

Ara hiccuped, she felt a strong wave of depression take over her. She started sobbing and breaking down on the floor. She hugged the guys leg and just sobbed. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her and pick her up. She released her grip on the male.

"Ara, it's time to go home," Mihi sighed.

Ara looked at Mihi. Her bubblegum colored hair was silky and reached her waist. Her dark green contacts made her look like a fairy. Ara stopped crying and pinched Mihi's cheeks.

"I met a fairy today," Ara sputtered.

"Let's get her home," Heiran sighed as Ara leaned into Mihi whispering about the fairies that she's met.

Mihi nodded as she giggled.

"I don't want to go home!" Ara screeched when they arrived at her complex.

"Mihi, help me get her up the stairs, Heiran requested of Mihi.

"Fairy, don't make me go home," Ara started sobbing.

"Ara, come on, we'll watch movies," Mihi tried to convince the wailing girl.

"Home makes me sad," Ara whimpered.

"Why's that, my sweet angel?" Heiran asked her.

"I'm nothing but a freeloader, I want to go out and have fun, b-but I'm always alone. I want to stay with Fairy and Hei-ssi at their home," Ara stammered drunkenly. Ara was a terrible drunk, and she would realize it the very next morning.

"Awe, Ara-eonnie, it's okay, we'll go to Hei's place tonight," Mihi instantly complied.

The healing girl was grateful for Mihi and Heiran while she was drunk, but something in her mind told her to just go home. It was Ara's sober self at the back of her mind screaming at her.

"Are you sure?" Ara mumbled while twiddling her thumbs together.

"Awe, my little lamb is so sweet," Heiran cooed. "Of course it's okay. We only thought you would want to go home."

Ara began to thank them as they took her to Heiran's car. Ara kept tripping over her feet and apologizing too, while Mihi and Heiran supported her. Heiran drove, and she did, Mihi and Ara sung to ITZY songs at their lungs capacity.

"I'm sorry I really don't care," Ara cried out.

The two women continued on.

"I love myself!" Mihi and Heiran shouted.

As the song went on Ara began to sing beautiful. Then the shouting started again.

"Keep your chin up! We got your back! Keep your head up! Just keep on dreaming!" Ara shouted in English for the umpteenth time after the song was over.

It was like she was trying to make herself believe it because of the passion coming out with each shout told that story. The next song started playing. It was Love to Hate Me by Blackpink. It was one of Ara's favorite songs. It reminded her of her first and last boyfriend. "Love lo-lo-love lo-lo-love how you love to hate me," she started.

The radio switched off as the car parked. Heiran turned to the backseat and smiled at her. "We're here."

Ara giggled and pushed her lips into a pout. "But I was singing."

"We can sing inside, come on Ara-eonnie," Mihi beamed at her.

"Okay," Ara agreed in a small voice. They pooled out of the vehicle. Ara stumbled, but Heiran was there to catch her.

Ara let out a soft sigh, at the feeling of her nipples brushing the fabric to of her bra. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was horny. For the first time in her entire life.

"What's happening?" Ara whimpered when they got inside.

"What do you mean, eonnie?" Mihi asked out of curiosity.

Ara's body was heating up quickly, every movement made caused intense feelings to flood over her and she wanted to grind up on everything. Ara of course explained all of this in a very drunken way, so her friends were very confused.

"Maybe we should check your app honey," Heiran offered.

Ara struggled to unlock her phone, but managed it. Mihi opened up the app and it prompted up that she had an appointment the next day. Ara whined when she sat down on the couch.

"My vagina feels funny," Ara complained. Everything clicked.

Heiran started laughing at Ara when she shifted. Her eyes widened and she let out a soft gasp, yet again.

"Can I call Jiminie?" Mihi asked trying the suppress a chuckle.

"What's wrong with me?" Ara started sobbing. Mihi called the boy and he picked up.

She put it on speaker immediately.

"Hello?" Jimin answered.

Ara rocked her hips into the couch. She let out a moan.

"FaceTime me please, what's wrong with Ara?" Jimin asked in all seriousness.

Mihi put Jimin on FaceTime and flipped the camera to Ara. She looked shook while tears streamed down her face.

"She's plastered. She's horny and doesn't even know it," Mihi said in a casual tone. If only this was a casual event.

"Ara, baby, you're fine, quit the crying," Jimin tried to affirm her.

"My vagina is bleeding!" Ara cried. "Guys I need a tampon."

"Ara, you aren't bleeding, you're wet honey," Jimin told her.

"I know it's wet, but that is because I'm bleeding," Ara sobbed. She tried getting off of the couch, but she got off on another way. Ara shook and sat on the couch sobbing in a dazed kind of way.

"Ara, you just had an orgasm, you're fine," Jimin said.

"But I didn't have sex," Ara slurred. A fucked out expression was clear as day on her face.