'On position?'-the voice echoed through the ear-piece Hyunjin was wearing and he could only roll his eyes,
'Don't make it sound like we're some mafia-yes by the way, I'm on my position.'-he replied quietly, as he took a swift turn towards the bar counter, walking through the crowd of messy drunkards, whilst holding onto a tray and his face covered with a mask,
'Didn't think you'd have it in yourself to be a barman.'- a mocking voice reached his ears and it made him squint his eyes, trying to keep the profanity at the tip of the tongue on the bay,
'Told ya, he'd suit the role of one of the finest people visiting the club- a dancer or someone rich.'-Changbin's sweet voice echoed next and Hyunjin for once, forgot of his temper, before shaking his head and mixing up the concoction he was supposed to,
'Minho hyung, Changbin hyung, can you please both shut up-it's difficult to act when you're speaking in the mics continuously.'-Jeongin spoke, his voice strained and quiet over the loud music blaring through the speakers,
'Guys- oh...'
...
BANG.
'YOU-AHH-'
Uh, not so sorry man. You smell awful.'
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'Did I just hear Minho hyung murder someone?'-Jeongin spoke seconds later, and it was only when they heard Jisung's voice, strained and probably retching, did the said male spoke,
'Nothing much knocked out their guy who was making it difficult to get to the cameras.'
'Minho, do you see anything?'-Chan interrupted before either of them could remark,
'Hmm, I'm looking through them- alright there's a reservation for room 530 throughout the night, the rest have been booked over hour basis, and there's this part completely empty- hold up I see them-
There's the guy- the lean one I told you about, he's sitting on the second floor, which is- Come to think of it, it's empty. Chan hyung, I think it's the one. Take positions, you all. I'll let you know when the other man enters. Ji, focus on the man whilst I push aside the body.'
'Okay everyone, Seungmin, I.N- I need you both to start dancing and mix up with the crowd, take it slow, and roam around, Jisung will tell you the position of the guards and when you gotta do your work. Hyunjin, get ready with the drinks and add the tablets accordingly. Changbin is with me, Minho, let us know when it's the right time.'
Neither of them spoke, only small hums reaching their ears and Hyunjin was quick to look up from his place behind the bar, at the man who was sitting on the empty couch, manspreading whilst checking his phone,
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