At the Party (4)

I have a high tolerance for alcohol.

Actually, it was something I hadn't known about myself.

At the orphanage, the only alcohol I ever had was some of the soju and beer my older brothers secretly drank.

I'd tried it once back then, but it didn't suit my taste, so I hadn't had any since.

That changed when I began drinking in earnest at the upscale bar I'd gone to with Hong Si-yeon.

When I tried it then, good heavens, soju was garbage.

High-end liquor was genuinely delicious.

Anyway, even though I drank quite a lot, I didn't get particularly drunk.

I suppose that meant my liver was that strong.

Why was I thinking about this...