Jisoo tiptoed inside the quietness of the Orange, making sure not to trip on any chairs, so as not to disrupt the redhead behind the piano at the podium. Chaeyoung was repeatedly playing the intro of a classic song, as if she wasn't sure if she got it right the first time.

A single dimly-lit bulb above Chaeyoung's head was the only thing providing light inside the room, making the red mane of Chaeyoung shone somewhat brighter but sadder and giving Jisoo the possibility of an incognito entrance.

She was about to open her mouth and speak when she noticed that Chaeyoung's eyes were closed as her fingers were gracefully dancing above the ebony and ivory keys. So she decided to come closer and stood in front of the redhead, the piano between them, as she was intently watching and listening when Chaeyoung started singing.

When I find myself in times of trouble,Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

It was beautiful, Jisoo thought. When Jennie sent her a video clip of Chaeyoung singing, she thought she was good. But now that she was hearing the redhead's voice live and raw, Jisoo thought she was more than good. Especially with just the piano accompanying her singing.

And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Jisoo didn't know exactly why she suddenly found the situation funny. Maybe it was because of the fact that she repeatedly told herself she would never, even at gunpoint, ever step inside the Orange again and meet Chaeyoung again. She detested the redhead as much as she dreaded the idea of a second meeting.

But now, she found herself captivated, beyond her liking, by Chaeyoung's melancholic voice. There was pain in it. And loneliness, too. Which wasn't a good combo, Jisoo thought. And whoever believed that it was okay to be lonely on a Valentine's dawn, singing Let It Be as if convincing herself that it was okay to be sad and lonely on a V-Day, was either stupid or just plane sad and lonely.

Let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And so, Jisoo tried to be funny. Because she wanted it to stop. Not the singing, but the pain in Chaeyoung's voice.

"I'm really sorry to disappoint you but I'm not Mother Mary and I will never tell you to just 'Let It Be', whatever that 'it' was," Jisoo suddenly spoke and with the slight hint of compassion and amusement on her voice.

"Jesus Christ!" Chaeyoung screamed when she opened her eyes and saw the ridiculously stunning Jisoo in a beautiful black dress, grinning at her. Thinking vaguely, despite her extreme annoyance, how the dimly-lit bulb above them made Jisoo looked like an angel with the smile of the devil, before she fell backwards and hit her head on the floor. Her seat toppled backwards.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" Jisoo asked worriedly while she helped Chaeyoung back to her feet. Gone was the devilish, mischievous smile on her face and all that was left there was grave concern and regret.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Chaeyoung demanded when she found her balance, angrily snatching her arm off Jisoo's clutch and muttered "Ouch!" when she felt the lump at the back of her head.

"I'm really sorry," Jisoo reiterated and picked the toppled chair up and put it back on its place.

"How long were you standing there? And what are you doing here, by the way?" Chaeyoung asked angrily, throwing dagger looks at Jisoo. Her hand was clutching the back of her head. She looked pained and ready to murder the intruder.

"Uhm, long enough? I...I was looking for Jennie. She told me to come," Jisoo said. Okay, that was partly a lie, Jisoo told herself. "I'm really sorry."

"Jennie left with Lisa an hour ago," Chaeyoung answered curtly. "What did you have to do that for, anyway? You could have just tapped me on the shoulder or whatever, if you wanted to ask about Jennie."

"Well, you were..." Jisoo started but stopped because she honestly didn't know how to put it. The scene she just witnessed was so pure and poetic and she was drawn into it before she realize that she was being weird, and that it was actually difficult to put it into words. But she had to, because the redhead was glaring at her, obviously waiting for an explanation. "You, uhm, you looked like you were in your own world. Eyes closed and everything. I thought it was, uhm, rude to dis...rupt?" Jisoo tried to explain her case with apprehensions.

"And speaking so sudden wasn't disrupting?" Chaeyoung retorted, her voice tinged with disbelief and annoyance.

"Look, I'm really sorry," Jisoo said and looking concerned at the redhead. "Do you want me to get you an ice? For that...I mean, you're, you know?" she asked, pointing at Chaeyoung's head.

"Do you know where you can find ice in here?" Chaeyoung asked with a raised brow.

Jisoo looked around, particularly eyeing at the bar, looking for a refrigerator or anything that could possibly store ice. And when she couldn't, she shook her head slowly and looked at Chaeyoung apologetically.

"I thought so," said Chaeyoung snarkily and walked passed Jisoo, slightly but intentionally bumping the unwanted stranger in the shoulder.

Jisoo heaved out an impatient breath. She already apologized four times and that's what she gets? An intentional bump and hostility? How rude!

She tried to calm herself by breathing in and out for umpteenth time before she marched and followed Chaeyoung towards the bar. Noticing, despite the bubble of annoyance forming and rising on her throat, how long and slender Chaeyoung's legs look under the loose mom jeans the redhead was wearing and how tall the redhead was. Jisoo shook her head to recover her thoughts and squared her shoulders.

"That was rude!" Jisoo pointed out after she recovered herself from assessing the bar owner. She shouldn't have assessed the angry redhead's rear view. That was rude, she told herself.

"Wow! Look who's talking? Do you know that you're trespassing? That makes you rude, in general!" Chaeyoung retaliated as she opened the bucket under the countertop and took out several cubes of ice, which she placed inside the bandana she was wearing around her head a while ago.

"Trespassing? I thought public bars are open for public? And since I am a citizen of this republic who pays my taxes diligently, I deserve fair treatment and no discriminations. Have the laws changed and I didn't get the memo?" Jisoo responded hotly. There was no way she would let this...this angry woman talk her down and deny her her rights. And intimidate her. She's a Kim, for Pete's sake! Kims don't get intimidated easily.

"Was open for the public until we--that means to say, I, being the owner of this place--decided to close down two hours ago, as we should. Which makes this place not open for public anymore. Which then makes you a trespasser in this establishment and an intruder to my personal space," Chaeyoung responded lividly and in full sarcasm. She was already applying cold compress on the lump on her head. "How did you sneak in, by the way? Do people like you even know what "CLOSED" means?" she asked scathingly.

Jisoo made a face and scoffed before she responded with, "Well, the door's open. It wasn't widely open but it wasn't totally close, either. Which means it wasn't close, period. If you've closed down like you said, then you should've made sure your door's securely closed and locked. That's basic."

Chaeyoung glared at Jisoo, who was glaring back at her with that annoying haughty features she had. They were standing merely a couple of feet away from each other, the countertop separating them. Chaeyoung's naturally brown eyes, behind the gray contact lens that she was wearing, were already stinging from all the full glaring and she half-wished to set the annoying chaebol ablaze, literally, and turn Jisoo into ashes. But Chaeyoung sighed eventually and the swelling anger inside her have soon deflated and died out. She didn't want a round two.

"I'm sorry," Chaeyoung muttered, her head was down and she sounded tired all of a sudden.

"Huh? For what?" Jisoo asked, obviously taken aback by Chaeyoung's sudden change of mood.

"About last week. For, you know, what I did and how I reacted. It was wrong, I was...I was being rude. I sincerely apologize for my behavior that night," Chaeyoung answered in all seriousness.

Gone was the hostile attitude that Chaeyoung was showing a while ago, that it almost made Jisoo choke up and stopping herself from cackling. It wasn't the appropriate time to laugh, she realized, especially when Chaeyoung looked like she was about to cry.

So instead, Jisoo shook her head, enabling herself to maintain a straight face and said, "No, it was my fault. I provoked and insulted you. We were playing a game, it was supposed to be fun until I decided to be, well, sassy. Jendeuk was livid on our way home, to be honest. She nearly bit my head off, telling me that if Lisa won't talk to her again, it'll be my fault and everything. I've never seen her pissed at me like that before. It was scary!"

Chaeyoung stared at Jisoo for about half a minute, wondering how the raven-haired woman could talk fast and breathlessly like that without collapsing due to lack of air in the lungs. But first thing's first:

"Okay, before anything else: Who's Jenduek? I mean, okay. I get that it's Jennie. But why 'Jendeuk'?" Chaeyoung wondered.

"Because she's so clingy when we were still kids. Although she would never admit that even at knifepoint. So, I decided to call her Jendeukie. Or Mandukie, because her face is as fluffy as a manduk especially in the morning. It's swollen and everything, especially during cold weathers. But I think she prefers Jendeukie over Mandukie."

"You and Jennie have a thing for 'ie', no? She called me Chaeyoungie more than once last night. I honestly thought it was cute but it was new to my ears," Chaeyoung said.

"Oh, you know...it's a chaebol thing," Jisoo shrugged nonchalantly.

Chaeyoung scoffed and couldn't contain her chuckle. "Really? You people are a different kind of weird, then," she said.

"No. I'm just kidding. There's actually nothing sort of a chaebol thing. Anyone who thinks otherwise are fools," Jisoo said.

"You know, I don't think that's necessarily true. I mean, I have a thing for fishes. And food. I'm obsessed with them. We all have a thing for something, somehow," Chaeyoung said.

"Yeah. Well, I have a thing for skewered chicken. I can't live without them and I'm obsessed with Dalgomie," Jisoo said and added, " So, truce?"

"Truce," Chaeyoung answered and then they both fell in silence.

Chaeyoung was still pressing the cold pack against her lump, reluctantly throwing glances at Jisoo from time to time, while Jisoo chose to drum her fingers against the countertop, providing the most random beat to accomodate the awkward silence that was enveloping them. Her eyes were anywhere but at Chaeyoung.

"So, uhm, have you tried calling her?" Chaeyoung decided to break the ice.

"Tried calling who?" Jisoo asked, her face slightly contorted in confusion.

"Jennie. You said you're looking for her, right?" Chaeyoung responded.

"Ah, yes. I, uhm, tried but she won't pick up," Jisoo answered, still looking anywhere but at Chaeyoung.

Jisoo was lying, of course. Jendeuk have sent her messages just before she parked outside the Orange, telling her that she and Lisa have left the Orange already and that she might be spending the night at Lisa's place, considering how she, Jennie Kim, couldn't leave her "Lili" all by herself because the tall blond was "pretty knocked out who couldn't take care of herself at the moment." That's what Jennie told her.

And Jisoo Kim would never ever, even on her grave, admit that. She would never admit to anyone that she decided to proceed to the bar she dreaded to come back to and spy at the redhead she most dreaded to see again when she was standing outside the bar's entrance five minutes ago. The truth was she ended up parking her car outside, despite her telling herself over and over again that she would never set foot on the Orange ever again and just decided, without giving a thought about it, to trespass (as Chaeyoung have put it harshly) when she saw the solitary Chaeyoung in front of the piano. Undecided what to play before she settled on Let It Be.

There was something about Chaeyoung's solitude and melancholy that drew Jisoo closer. Maybe she just wanted to comfort the redhead with the kind of company she could offer, who looked like she had the whole world perched on her shoulders. It was a pathetic sight and it kind of gripped Jisoo's heart all of a sudden. But of course, she would never admit that to anyone.

"I can call Lisa if you want? But I'm not sure if she'll pick up at this hour," Chaeyoung said, pulling out her device from the pocket of her jeans.

"No, no. Don't bother. Lisa might be asleep by now," Jisoo said, shaking her head.

"You're right. She probably is. She's quite drunk, actually. Reason why I had to ask Jennie to drive her home," said Chaeyoung but still took her device out and stared at her lockscreen for a second, which Jisoo barely saw but she was sure it was a picture of Chaeyoung and Lisa, before Chaeyoung put it at the back pocket of her jeans.

"And Jendeukie agreed? Wow, I'm impressed! That's actually a first," Jisoo said, nodding her head, pretending that she didn't see anything.

"First what?" asked Chaeyoung.

"Well, Jendeuk usually doesn't take orders from anyone. It's, uhm...it's the other way around, actually. And to think that you and her aren't even close yet? That's saying something. Had you been somebody else, she would have told you to go to hell, straight in the face," Jisoo said matter-of-factly, that she sounded as though she was telling Chaeyoung the weather forecast.

Chaeyoung decided to laugh because she thought it was funny, until she saw the confused look on Jisoo's face.

"You're not serious, are you?" Chaeyoung asked, eyes squinting.

"No, I am. So, I guess it's safe to say that my bestfriend is so into your bestfriend. I'd say they should just elope already," said Jisoo. This time, she was trying to be funny.

"Yeah. I guess," Chaeyoung said with a sigh that she unintentionally wasn't able to hide from Jisoo and turned her back and busied herself by looking at the variety of bottles in the shelf, feigning interest on the labels stuck in the bottle. "Anyway, do you want anything?"

"A maegju would do. Thanks," Jisoo replied, her eyes were fixed at Chaeyoung's shoulders and how it obviously slackened after the "Jennie loves Lisa" talk. She cursed herself for being tactless.

"You know what, I don't think so," Chaeyoung said rather brightly, that it shocked Jisoo. "I've been trying to perfect this drink that I personally invented. It's called 'Chaeyoung's Cocktail' and I want you to try it."

"Wow! That's the most imaginative name for a drink I've ever heard. You're quite a genius!" Jisoo said sarcastically with a smirk.

"I'm actually trying to be nice here. So stop being a smartmouth or I'll kick you out," Chaeyoung warned sternly and started to mix some drinks that Jisoo honestly thought doesn't look safe enough to drink.

"You're being nice by making me drink a cocktail that doesn't even look like a cocktail? That's so nice of you," Jisoo told the redhead after the latter placed a tall glass of what looked like a small DIY lava lamp gone wrong.

"Thank you. Now stop being sarcastic and pick it up," Chaeyoung told the raven-haired beauty.

"Is this even safe?" Jisoo asked as she picked up the glass and checked the contents.

"I haven't died yet, have I? I think it is," Chaeyoung replied and brought the lid of her own glass on Jisoo's glass to make a toast.

"Wait! How many times did you say you've tried this, again?" Jisoo asked.

"Just now," Chaeyoung answered and raised her glass to Jisoo and said "Cheers!" before drinking its content in one gulp.

Jisoo's eyes widened in shock and fear. Fear that Chaeyoung might drop dead from being poisoned by the drink she made herself in front of her. And shock because she was staring at the drops of the "Chaeyoung's Cocktail" trickling down in tediously slow motion on Chaeyoung's lips, which Chaeyoung licked before it reached below her mouth and bit her lower lip and smiled in satisfaction.

"See? I haven't died yet," Chaeyoung said and laughed.

Jisoo swallowed hard the unswallowed saliva that was forming at the bottom of her mouth and drank the "Chaeyoung's Cocktail", bottoms up. It actually tasted like a concentrated OJ on the mouth and some other unfamiliar flavors before it burns the hollows of her throat, making her scream in agony and satisfaction. She thought she needed that booster.

"How does it taste?" Chaeyoung asked, a laughter was forming on her throat.

"Like hell," Jisoo answered and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. "Hey, listen. I'm really curious about something," she told Chaeyoung.

"About what?" the redhead asked.

"About this..." Jisoo mumbled and held Chaeyoung's face. She pulled the redhead closer and brought her mouth to Chaeyoung's mouth rather ungracefully. Which wasn't easy, because the countertop was still between them and Jisoo had to overstretch herself to accomodate Chaeyoung's height.

Chaeyoung, with eyes widened in total shock, pulled herself away from the kiss (if ramming one's mouth on another's mouth was considered a kiss) and stared at Jisoo with a confused look.

"How do I look?" Jisoo asked with anticipation all of a sudden.

"What do you mean how do you look? You look like an idiot, that's how you look!" Chaeyoung replied angrily before she could even stop herself.

"No. I mean how do I look? Do I look different?" Jisoo asked again with more anticipation, confusing Chaeyoung even more.

"What are you expecting? You look you, what else? Beautiful, annoying! You look stupid with that anticipating look on your face right now after you stupidly smashed your face on my face. You nearly knocked my two front teeth out!" Chaeyoung replied, looking pissed more than ever.

"You mean I don't look different?" Jisoo asked.

"Different how?! What are you talking about?!" Chaeyoung asked. Confusion was all over her face.

"So I don't look different," Jisoo concluded.

"Wait!" Chaeyoung said and laughed sarcastically before she turned her glare menacingly on Jisoo, finally understanding what the chaebol meant about looking different. "Did you expect to look like a man and grow a beard after you tried to kiss a girl? That is so homophobic!"

"Excuse me? I am not being homophobic!" Jisoo defended herself. "I was just curious. That's all! What with Jendeuk falling in love with Lisa and you admitting that you and Lisa have kissed before? I wondered how kissing or liking a girl would change another girl's life. Because...because..."

"Because what? Because you're too caught up in your own perfect world that you found it weird that your bestfriend is in love with a girl? So you came here and tried to be nice to me and everything so that you can test your stupid experiment on me?" Chaeyoung asked scathingly and stepped outside