Great Novelist

He looked at his organized nest. The manuscripts and books in the living room and everywhere in the library disappeared without a trace. The table is a little dirty, and the sink still has dishes before the dishes, but it looks like people live.

I looked around the landscape of Sa Sam's family because I was reading an interview that I had just received when I moved here. His face is on the cover, covered in black and white. The photograph taken from the above looking sphere reveals the manuscript and shabby box of paper wrapped around a chair and newspaper.

“You took a good picture. ”

Luckily, it was a good picture for the cover of a major magazine in the United States. It was only because of the photographer's skill. It looks like there's something big about being dealt with in black and white. Actually, it's just a transfer.

I heard that the magazine was sold at a Korean store the day I started selling. 1,000 units have been sold online for five hours. Some have been sold within three hours. The extra that came in just yesterday was sold out that day. The same was true for pre-sales, most of which ended in one day. Additional orders are pouring in. It's complicated. I'm glad and ashamed.

I turned over the cover and looked inside. In the white background, interviewers and coincidences alternate. Next to his name, his words were like scripts. From the interviewer's point of view, there was a brief story that led to the accidental arrival at the house. There was also a brief explanation as to why he was interviewed at the house where he was moving. Afterward, there was an interior photograph of the house visible from the entrance. It was the first photo taken. Other than the manuscript, the landscape of the house with nothing was inserted in color. A brief overview of the photographer was also written below.

I glanced at what I had answered. The answer transferred to the sentence looked harder and more formal than the conversation we actually had. The flow of conversation did not differ significantly from the field. Calls with coins were addressed as subjective. He did not forget that the protagonist of the interview was a coincidence and described in detail his behavior and expression according to Coin's behavior.

I checked the time and got up from my seat. We have guests today. The day that I had promised long ago has come. You close the window open for ventilation, and the doorbell rings. Opening the door, there was a twenty-year-old man standing with his hands full with alcohol and a drink.

“Here comes the booze. ”

Today was the first time I met the doormen and poured a drink. They came inside without hesitation.

“Friends feel comfortable in their tracks. ”

Seogwang sat on the floor and said. Along with him, you hear the bottles and cans clashing.

“Let's open a prize. ”

“Someone thinks you're the landlord. ”

“I'd love to. ”

Seogwang replied quietly. Spring asked herself how she was doing.

“Popular star. How are you?”

Her gaze was directed at a magazine that had been left untouched. Seonhua continued to talk, saying that he was good at what he said.

“I want to read it, but I can't get it. We're out of stock.”

“It's in stock again. ”

“Then what are you doing? We'll be out of stock again. ”

Seogwang swung his hand and interrupted as if he was asking you not to worry.

“It's okay. We're friends of accidental writers. It shouldn't be that hard to get three books. ”

He took the collapsible table out of the corner just in case when he moved in. And I told them my regrets.

“I only have one book. ”

“What?"

“Why?”

“I didn't want to give it to you. ”

I didn't believe in Seogwang.

“Hey, hurry up and bring it out. ”

“Do you want to put a magazine with my face in the room? ”

“I love every book in the world, my friend. ”

He didn't listen and took out the liquor in the bag. The Anju they bought was chicken. I smelled it from the moment I came in.

“Let's just eat. ”

The children who were still afraid of being drunk decided not to drink alcohol in the empty. Seongwang kicked his tongue as if he didn't really want to give it to him. I asked him because it looked funny.

“Why do you think the bookstore's son came to me for a book? ”

“We couldn't even get a local bookstore in here. ”

He added that the original magazine was not the main product.

“So give it to me. ”

There was really no spare to say so. He said it was only a book on purpose. He had no choice but to contact the publisher later to get them.

“Then you should be reading this. ”

Seogwang heard the magazine. And I sighed for a long time at the strength of my friend's energy that I felt from the cover.

“You look like you have no idea. ”

The voice was full of ridicule. I didn't deny it because I wasn't really thinking at the time I took it.

“Let's not do that among people who have been on the show together. ”

He has reminded us that there are no only unilateral attacks in this situation. Then Seogwang remembered his own silly face and kept his mouth shut.

“Are we eating first? ”

First, let's fill the belly and open the chicken with Simsan. However, the sunflower and spring were attached to the western lights.

"Let's take a look."

“We'll take a look at this. ”

A lonely meal has begun. While they gathered together to read the questions that had come to them and the answers that had been returned to them, they slowly put on weight and ate. My friends who are reading it right next to me are concerned. He looked at the beer in front and thought: I'll just drink it myself.

“Wow, what a tight-knit question. ”

“It's a pressure question. ”

“You answered well. ”

While the chicken was shrinking, they watched the picture and read the content.

“We talked about it. ”

Children who knew who the word "reader" refers to burst into laughter. Seongwang was satisfied.

“That's another famous magazine. ”

Seonhua was amazed. Spring came back to her seat and asked.

“What was it like when you actually confronted them? ”

“I just did. ”

“No hard questions? ”

“Not much. ”

“I think this is really a work of art. You asked me a lot about privacy on the air. ”

“Everyone wants different things. ”

They joined the meal late. Seogwang held up the magazine to the end and reached out later. The children shouted at the taste of the chicken once and then returned to the story.

“There's a lot of talk about your interview right now. ”

This is from an active blogger, Seogwang. It was not unusual to see the sheep being sold.

“You've got a lot of answers. Those who didn't get the magazine are temporarily quenching their thirst. ”

“Don't you all hate being a jerk? ”

He said it was hard to tell whether he was joking or serious. Seogwang filled with sad voices.

“He's responding well. ”

He listened to them and chewed the amulet. Spring said, rejoicing alone.

“I had no choice. Did you really talk to Coin? ”

“Yes, I did. I hung up as soon as I got out. ”

Spring was a fun face to imagine.

“So that's how your typeface was made. ”

The sloth mutters, discarding the bones. You shrug your shoulders without saying anything.

“What did you get in the stroller? Is that what you've been through? ”

“Who's your first love? ”

“I'd like to hear a little bit more about language learning. ”

I feel like I have a reader in front of me. It was true. They were both friends and readers.

“It's all over the magazine. Why are you asking me? ”

“Because it's real. Now that I've revealed my face, I can't take it off or hit it. Coincidence.”

I really liked the way they looked when they were enjoying their friend's misfortune. Like a cold drink that doesn't go in the refrigerator. I opened my mouth to change the subject.

“Should I put a drink in it? You like it cold, right? ”

He was about to get up with the bottles, but Spring said.

“Would you like to have a drink with Anjou? ”

Seonhwa also agreed.

“Yes. Go back and forth. Annoying.”

“No one's forcefully feeding you, so let's drink slowly. ”

He gave them a can of beer. The sound of an opening echoes through the house. I'm excited in front of the drinks. I slowly opened the beer that I placed as my share. There was a cheerful sound. At the same time, the aroma of alcohol rose. I wonder how long it's been since I had a drink. Maybe he's trembling more than he was before the interview.

“A toast!”

I heard a beer. They lightly slammed into each other's cans and took them to their mouths. It was all cool. Exhales out loud. I looked at them with the heavy cans in my hands.

“We're drinking. ”

Spring spoke in an inspiring voice. I'm finally old enough to buy myself a drink. I looked at them and reminded them that I was one of them. A twenty-year-old body does not return to alcoholism with a single can of alcohol.

“Why don't you drink? ”

Seogwang asked. Instead of answering, he took the liquor to his mouth. I felt a slow flowing liquid. Smells up through my nose and bubbles appear in my mouth. It was sweet. My throat was hot when I swallowed it. I exhaled slowly. That was the end. Only the aftertaste in your mouth reminds you that you drank. You check the sheep that have been reduced to a small hole.

“It's not good.”

I smiled and said. The children laughed and shuddered, saying they didn't know how to drink. The children ate more chicken than they drank. He takes his hands off the food first because he ate it before they did. And I only had a few beers. Later, I didn't even do it. Spring took out the bag she had with her.

“Here's some snacks. ”

She used to pull out the sweets. He thanked me. When they had almost finished eating the chicken and got drunk, the children began to mourn.

“I'm worried about going to college. ”

Spring said, she entered the Creative Arts Department. Moon Ye-won's activities and awards helped. Seogwang went to the English Department of Literature, and Seonhua chose the history department. It was all about getting the job you wanted.

“They're all different universities. ”

Maybe it was the same university, but it was different, so I didn't see much of it. The children were not hurt. We naturally accepted that the way to each other was different. I was just worried about getting into a new path.

“What if I'm scared of you guys? ”

The line mutters a little. The leader they experienced was everyone who sat in the writing book and painted. The area of ​ ​ leadership is unfamiliar. I think it was yesterday that I was worried about failing to go to college, but now I'm worried about failing to adapt well. It was a strange thing. Worries always follow us around.

“The scariest thing about standing at the entrance. ”

Whatever it is, the beginning is the scariest. I have no idea what I'm going through. The drink is heavy. He decides to pull out one of the many ways he can find it.

“Why don't you ask Baron when he gets here? ”

I'm listening to the experience.

Tasty Drink (1) End

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