Mr CEO is my neighbour? novel Chapter 6

I sit on my study desk, jotting down my expenses that I used today. My eyes stick on my blue cubed clock that showed 8PM. When remembering back, I don't think I heard Mr Park came home yet after Woojin asked him to go for a drink outside.

My phone rings. More shocking is the call was from Mr Park. I answer the phone nervously after a few rings, "Yeoboseyo, Mr Park? What can I do for you?"

"Urm.. Are you Secretary Jung? Well, I called you because you're the first number in his hotline. I'm a bartender from Legacy Bar. I think that the guy named Mr Park and his friend were drunk here. They fall asleep on the bar. I'm afraid that both of them might disturb others." A husky male voice explains.

"Both of them?! Don't worry.. I'll be there." I quickly end the call, taking out my sweater to fetch the 'Parks'.

I run downstairs, rushing to the main road to search for the bar. I called Woojin's sister to wait for his drunken brother at home. I get into the bar when I saw the huge signboard of the bar with neon lights.

It's the first time ever I go to a bar in my life although my age already legal to drink. I see both of them who were sleeping soundly on the bar's counters. I carry both of them out from the bar, stopping a taxi for Woojin.

"Sir, please go to this address. This is the bill. Don't worry, his sister is there to take him. Thank you." I tell the taxi driver before the vehicle drives away.

Great! Now I'm with Mr Park, all alone.

He is still half asleep and fully drunk. He babbles a lot of things. He shows me his broken sunglasses while laughing. He also suddenly sings 'Baby Shark' song right next to my ears loudly.

"Maybe Kang Daniel was right when he told me about Mr Park's drunk behavior.. Acting like a child." I mumble, dragging him to his house when the taxi gets us down in front of our residence.

I turn the knob to open his door but it's locked. He wiggles around when I tried to search for his keys in his pants' pockets. I fed up, taking him to my house instead.

"Why you're so heavy, Mr Park?!" I complain, laying him on the sofa in front of my television.

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