Let's drink together.
Come on!
That's more like it.
Come on.
One more round!
Let's go!
It's my turn.
Speak properly.
Let me think.
Who do you wanna drink the most?
You...
Hey, what's that supposed to mean?
We don't need to wait for you this time.
Drink!
I...
Hurry!
Thank you.
Bottoms up!
Hurry!
Finish it.
Awesome.
Zane,
about the rent, don't worry about it.
You can hold off for now.
You probably need the money more.
What are you thinking about? Your phone.
Guys.
Let's drink.
Today,
I've gathered you tonight
to share something from the heart.
When we played the game earlier,
about who's the cutest,
who are you most thankful for...
Let him perform!
Honestly, every single one of you
is someone I find adorable
and deeply grateful for.
So,
on behalf of Clark and Felix, I'm announcing this:
starting tomorrow, our guesthouse will officially shut down.
What?
Why?
Actually,
I've been thinking a lot lately.
At first, the three of us thought
as long as we worked hard enough,
starting a business wouldn't be that hard.
To open this guesthouse,
I've lost count of how many fights I had with my family.
Felix gave up
a stable job
back home.
Clark never even wanted to run a guesthouse.
He just cared about our dreams,
about keeping us together
after graduation.
It was
me
who dragged everyone into this.
I made it sound too easy.
But
it's not.
There've been all kinds of challenges.
Without you guys,
we wouldn't have made it this far.
But now this dream has become
a burden,
for all of us.
That's not fair. It's childish. Irresponsible.
This morning, I saw Clark gaming
all night,
maybe he wants to sell the account.
Felix was cleaning his car
like he's never cleaned anything before,
probably he wants to sell it.
I haven't played that game for a long time.
I wanna change a car.
Okay.
I'm just unlucky.
I've dragged
everyone down.
All of you.
Layla,
she quit her job to join us,
taught surfing, brought in guests,
and quietly endured her back pain.
She gave so much,
and I gave her nothing in return.
Ki,
we couldn't pay her the rent,
and she helped clean up our messes.
She's generous,
but we can't keep taking advantage.
Ivy,
she's still a student,
should be focused on her research,
but she's tutoring and waking up early every day.
I can't pretend I don't know.
Zoey,
she's a free spirit,
now performs
four or five sets a night to help us survive.
She doesn't have to.
She has a temper,
but she gave us all her gentleness when she didn't owe us anything.
And Mina...
Mina
came to heal,
but moved in to help us earn more,
she even helped me seek funding and clients.
Why should she carry that weight?
Chloe...
Erica,
a lively travel vlogger,
now live-stream in nurse costumes,
fighting PK battles to make money for us.
When's the last time you updated your own channel?
It's all because of our guesthouse.
Every time
I think about this, I ask myself:
what am I even doing?
This isn't the startup life I imagined.
The guesthouse shouldn't become your burden.
Looking back,
I made things way too simple.
I'm a failure.
All talk, no execution.
I'm sorry, everyone.
I dragged you down.
I'm truly sorry.
But being your friend
has been the biggest honor.
I'm so lucky, so happy.
Thank you,
I'll repay everything I owe.
I love you all.
I love you.
Without the guesthouse...
The guesthouse is closing, but it's not the end of the world.
Right?
We're drinking, aren't we?
Let's keep going!
Drinking is fun!
Come on, cheers!
Come.
Don't drink alone.
Come on.
Let's drink.
Cheers!
Exactly.
Whatever problems we have,
let's deal with them tomorrow,
okay?
Okay.
Let's drink.
Cheers!
Come on.
I miss the past, those moments in time.
Where fresh air and flowers filled my mind.
Eyes on the future, full of dreams,
hoping to make something of me.
Raise my glass, let emotions flow.
So many stories untold below.
Dear friends, don't be sad tonight.
As we part, our hearts still shine bright.
We go onward, chasing sun,
leaving behind what's been and done.
With courage held in both our hands,
We carry dreams,
wild and grand.
I once lived with hope and grace,
Eager to run, to see new places.
Heart adrift with the winds that call,
even being alone is strength after all.
I've lived life with care, with an upward gaze,
Wandered through rivers and mountains with hope ablaze.
My heart drifts freely, dancing with the breeze,
even loneliness brings a kind of peace.
My eyes still shine with hope and light.
We carry dreams,
wild and grand.
I once lived with hope and grace,
eager to run, to see new places.
Heart adrift with the winds that call.
Even being alone is strength after all.
Who gently tapped me on the shoulder?
A beam of warm light rising over.
It was love-waiting silently,
lighting dark skies for you and me.