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[ You finally put your phone down and notice a bunch of humans around you. You find Jimin and yoongi across you on either sides of Jungkook. Jennie sits right next to you. You almost feel like you're in a round table conference.

"believe me, it's not that big of a deal, in fact, it's not even a deal, it's stupid is what it is," jimin breaks the silence by directing these words at you in the form of an advice when he sees your concerned face. He sits like a Chad with one hand on his thigh while the other one pointed at you as he rests his elbow on his other thigh. "You'd be so done with Jungkook when you find out," he adds.

"I'm done with him already," You sigh.

"Too bad," Jennie joins in, "get ready to be disappointed coz this ain't a mystery thriller drama like u expect it to be," she warns.

"What even?" Jungkook looks down while he lets out an embarrassed chuckle as he realizes what they're saying isn't wrong even though it sounds like exaggeration.

Impatient and anxious, you scan the room for Kim Seokjin who had gathered everyone but himself on this table. You panic a little when you find him closing all the blinds. Your eyes then fall on the entrance which seems locked.

"Woah, hold on, what're you doing?" You stand up and raise your voice a little so jin can hear the skepticism in your voice from the other side of the restaurant.

"Shutting the place down for some time," he replies as he continues with his chores.

"Wow, not suspicious at all," You raise your brows as you comment. You look at other employees on your round table for an explanation but they reply with silence which makes you more anxious about your current situation. "Why though?" You ask when they fail to read your quizzical look.

"Gotta make sure no one gets sued," Jin replies, which doesn't help as it doesn't answer your question but makes things more vague in your head.

"Elaborate or I'm gonna assume you're all a part of some cult," you say as the sound of you tapping your foot out of habit fills the room.

Yoongi cackles up a little bit immediately regains his composure.

"What? Are you really from a cult? Or a mafia gang?" You joke, reacting to Yoongi's response, but pause as you calculate the probability of it being true, which is not zero. Your brain connects dots in your head to form a possible conclusion to your predicament. You could almost feel your neurons go haywire with possibilities and form scenarios of who these people might actually be.

You grab you backpack from the table and make your way towards the kitchen leaving other people confused. After some minutes of waiting for you to come back they get curious and Jennie stands up to check the kitchen but before she could go in, you slam the door open. You walk out with a tint of horror on your face. "Why'd you close the back exit?! No one's entering from that door," you turn to Jin and ask. "If you really wanted to talk it out you'd have done it by now. What's the point of all of this?" You get impatient and bombard him with questions.

"I don't want cops on my doorstep or near my restaurant. If you don't trust us, we don't trust you. We don't know if you've already called the cops or not and if they're spying on us or not. What if u call the cops or someone overhears you talking about your stupid assumptions and then they call the cops?  It's too risky for us. Also, customers will only distract us and would extend the conversation unnecessarily. Plus we already have our own shit to look out for, which I feel we need to explain to you, even though I don't want to, so you can understand the mess Jungkook created."