✑ 2 bored songwriters | m.yg ✑

track 10: underrated devices

"I think we should make a song about taxes." Yoongi suggests while typing on his laptop vigorously.

"Texas?" I ask. "Have you been there?"

"Of course! In fact, I pay my taxes every once in a while."

"Taxes?"

"Yeah, what did you think?"

"Ohhhh, I thought you meant Texas as in the US state."

"Taxes, Texas... same thing. You need to pay taxes if you're living in Texas." He explains like it was the best logic in the world.

I nod at him sarcastically, then continue to write the second verse of a boy group song we were working on.

A yawn escapes my mouth, but I pay no mind to it. Unfortunately, Yoongi does.

"Break time," he announces, snatching my pen away from me. "Entertain me."

I try to think of something but fail. "Let's talk."

"So, nothing out of the ordinary?"

"Do you wanna finish writing the bridge of the song?"

He purses his lips in silence.

"In your opinion, what is something that deserves more recognition?"

He taps his chin, thinking for a long while. My sole purpose to ask him this question was to get inspired because I don't think about things enough to acknowledge their recognition. Like, straws are nice to me. Not necessary but nice.

"Kettles."

That is new.

"How so?"

"They're holders, and we really need holders in our lives." He clarifies. "Nobody understands the struggle of you burning your hand as you pour water from a pan. It's a good way to heat water."

"You've burnt your hand?"

"No, Namjoon did." He elaborates. "I'm speaking vicariously through him."

"I see."

"What about you?"

I wasn't sure of what to say, but now I do.

"Toilet paper."

He joins his hands on the table. "I'm interested."

"Only a person with a pea sized brain will not appreciate the existence of toilet papers. They're multipurpose, they're versatile, they're convenient to use and dispose, they're easy to carry, and they're good weapons."

"Weapons? Do you suffocate people with toilet paper?"

"No– ah see! You understand the importance of toilet paper. You just added another use for it!"

He nods, looking at me expectantly.

"An average user will use it to wipe their butt, but you can wipe many other things with it!"

"Nose?"

"That too, you can use it to wipe surfaces, an insect you just killed. Speaking of insects, you can kill insects using toilet paper. Just squish it and throw it away. So simple!"

"Never thought of that."

"But wait... there's more!"

"I can't wait any longer!" He cries.

"Listen, you can use it to block something too. A drain or something, although it's a temporary fix, it's something."

He nods in agreement. "Frugal."

"Frugal, exactly! And... you can throw it at somebody if you wanna shut them up."

"Wait, I'll go grab one."

"Yeah– what?"

Before he can get up, I tackle him down, dragging him by his arm. This guy is so unbothered that he's not even making an effort to free himself.

"I won't let you leave until you carve the importance of toilet paper in your mind." I threaten, holding a pen near his chest.

"Spare me, or you'll have to become my toilet paper!"