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As I stood patiently, the same body as before had come to stand beside me. "Are you excited?" Jungkook asked nonchalantly

"For what?" I commented more relaxed than earlier due to my heavy buzz, "The $2 that will actually be .2 going into my bank account?" I sarcastically smiled as I drank from my glass.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" Jungkook asked

"It's not over until the fat lady sings." I grabbed another glass from a passing waiter, "And I ain't singing."

He snorted before returning his attention to his brother.

"Cheong Dara-Her painting, 'The Endless Tunes To My Demise.'. The bidder decided to remain nameless, amount; $356,289. Well done for a first comer. Congratulations, Dara. That concludes-"

I had frozen in my spot. Namjoon's voice was drowned out by the blood that had rushed through my head. Did-did he just-my eyes immediately went to Nami who stood just as shocked as I was as we stared at each other.

"Did he..." she mouthed

"$356.289....." I mouthed back

"And we've over done last years goal! Hitting 3 million dollars! Thank you so much to everyone who has participated! Bidders, please pick your pieces up tomorrow morning. If you need specific times please call in to my assistant. Everyone have a safe ride home." Namjoon finished

"Dara! Oh my god, Dara did he-"

My glass dropped and the room with bright light and white wall and floors became dark.

"I-I don't feel so good." I said before passing out.

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"Just-I'm fine, I promise. We'll go, she'll be pissed if I leave her here alone."

"I promise you, she's in good hands. Perks of being my bully, you know a lot of my secrets that you're not supposed to. You know that I won't hurt her. Go enjoy Mr. Wyatt...she'll understand Nami. When she wakes up I'll call, okay?"

"Mmm....mmmm...okay...okay, I'll go. I have your number. If I call, you answer. Understand?"

"I got you. Go."

As the door closed I slowly rolled over to my side, my eyes opening only a small amount. I saw white slacks and a white button-down shirt that was no longer tucked into those slacks coming toward me.

Just as soon as my eyes opened, they were closed again and I was back to sleep.

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My eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light. I brought an arm over my face to cover my eyes before feeling a warm and salty feeling in my throat.

"Bu-" I tried to speak

"Woah, easy there alchy." He joked, "What do you need?" He asked as he placed a hand on my shoulder

"Bu-" I said again

"Bu? Bu what? Butter? Buth tub? No...no Jungkook that's stupid... it's a bathtub....do you need the bathtub? I can't put you in there....that-no...I couldn't possibly-"

"BUCKET!" I finally got out

"Ooooh....." he stayed in his spot until I started gagging,

"OH! Bucket!" He yelled before grabbing a small trash bin and placing it in front of me.

He stood back as I emptied out the contents of my stomach.

"Fuck..." I groaned into the bin before rolling back onto my back. "Where am I?" I asked

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