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"Yah, Han Jisung, one sausage in the water is quite enough." Bora complained after her intense snogging session was so rudely interrupted.

"Well, I wouldn't say it like that..." Minji started, but I covered her mouth.

"Don't give her any ideas," I warned and she giggled. When everyone was dry and dressed, at least almost everyone, because Han had just stayed as he was, we made the short walk back to Jin's apartment, which wasn't so easy with two very drunk Bora and Seonghwa, because she kept turning around with her arms outstretched and shouting hui and Seonghwa just jumped on Jin's back and insisted that he carry him. Jin rolled his eyes in annoyance as Seonghwa patted him on the butt and shouted "Hott hott pony" while the rest of us were amused. I don't know why, but somehow I had a deja vu. Minji waved me over to help her with the swaying Bora, who could barely stand on her own because she had lost her bearings from all the turning. I looked around with a grin, looking at all the completely degenerated fellow deceased. Apparently dying brought out a big change in each of us, everyone I had met so far was exhibiting extreme behavior in some way... except Jimin, who was the most normal person here so far. But wasn't that to be expected? Did any behavior here have consequences? But so far, all the excesses were moving in a funny or liberating direction, no one was going overboard in a bad way. So far anyway. I really hoped it would stay that way. Outside Jin's apartment complex, the others were already standing in front of Jimin's car waiting for us. After greeting the new arrivals, Jimin looked around critically.

"My car is already full and you won't all fit in Jin's Porsche, it only has two seats..." he explained.

"Yes, I wouldn't let these boozehounds into my car either. But my neighbor has a Familyvan, so she probably doesn't need it since she's not here... the van is already here, though. I don't care if you throw up in it..." said Jin and let the now sleeping Seonghwa slide off his back. Mingi just managed to catch him so that he didn't fall onto the hard asphalt. Jin ran into the house and a little later he drove out of the underground garage in a red Seat Alhambra. Finally, everyone was in their cars and we drove off towards Jungkook's house. The drive didn't take very long, luckily, because as soon as we opened the door, Bora stumbled out and threw up in the bush on the opposite side of the road.

"Well yummy..." I grimaced in disgust, not wanting to go near her, as much as I liked Bora, my stomach was turning and I was really glad that Minji was looking after her. I briefly felt like a bad friend, but I had a terribly sensitive stomach. When I noticed the music, I looked towards the house, in the front yard of which was a building... a building made of mattresses... There were torches in the corners of the garden and floodlights on the roof, which illuminated the street and swung back and forth. Where had I got to here? Curious, I stepped outside the garden gate and tried to enter, but the gate was locked. A hooded figure appeared and looked at me insistently.

"Parole?" he asked in an audibly disguised voice. Irritated, I looked at him and blinked several times.

"Um..." I didn't know what to say to him, but then Jimin came and leaned conspiratorially towards the door.

"Liverwurst sandwich." he whispered and the door opened immediately. The hooded man pulled his scarf and hood off his head before running up to Jin and Taehyung and hugging them.

"Yah Hobi, don't knock me over." I heard Jin grumble just as I entered the property. There were more stacked mattresses all over the floor.

"Wohooo" I heard from upstairs.

"Waaahhhhhhh" I screamed in shock as someone jumped from above into the mattress in front of me. Startled, I landed on my butt and stared at the person in front of me with wide eyes.

"Oh, who are you?" Jungkook asked me, who had picked himself up again and was now holding out his hand to help me up. I gratefully accepted it and was pulled against a well-defined chest the next moment. I looked up at him in surprise, saw him grinning cheekily and I felt his soft lips on mine.

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