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"Mom held a birthday surprise for me. I was sitting on the couch, watching the television on mute. She then came behind me with a cake and yelled surprise"
"My reaction was just me turning around, looking at her and the cake, then turning my attention back to the muted television"
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"Is this the right place?" Jimin asked, confused as they walked into the building, filled with elderly ladies
"Hello, young man," a lady came up to Yoongi, holding his hands.
"Oh, hello ma'am, you look beautiful today" He bowed.
"Oh, stop it," she smiled. "And I just got my hair done today too" she ran her hands through her hair. "I haven't had a compliment since my husband died"
"Well, I'm glad I could bless you with one" he held her hands up and kissed them, leaving the poor lady flustered.
"Well, aren't you a flirt with the ladies" Jimin chuckled.
"Respect your elders."
"Maybe Taemin got it wrong," Yoongi said, finally going back into character.
"But he is never wrong," They heard Jungkook say from the earpiece.
"That's true."
"But we enter ready to bust some bitches, and this is what we come out to," Yoongi said as he looked around the place that looked like a home for elders.
"Hello" They heard a voice. They turned to see the young lady around a desk coming their way.
"Are you guys here to see someone, grandmother, grandfather?" she asked us.
"Uh no, actually, I think we are at the wrong place" Jimin looked around hopeless.
"Oh, you look like those types of guys" She looked them up and down.
"What type of guys."
"Follow me," she said as she walked back to her desk.
"Looks like you guys don't have a pass" she dug through her folder before pulling out two laminated cards saying, member.
"Member of what" Yoongi looked from the card to her in confusion.
"The door is right that way. I think they will be having the auction today at 6 pm."
"Uh, what are you-" Jimin got cut off by Yoongi.
"Ah, yes, thank you," He said with a smile. "You said the door is that way" he pointed towards a white door, and she nodded. "Well, we will be off." and he dragged a very confused Jimin with him.
"What is this about."
"You know, for a mafia leader, you are really naive," Jungkook said through the earpiece.
"She thinks we are a member of whatever is being held in there, which I think is what we are searching for."
"Oh," he faced palm himself, "My dumbass."
"So shall we go?" Yoongi smirked. "We have an auction to attend; he picked up the duffle bags.
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They entered through the door to be met with ladies no older than 20 and the youngest looking like 14 years of age. Jimin looked around in pity, anger, and disgust.

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