Y/n: "We have two different locations. So you go at the back side and I'll go inside the door."
Jimin: "Alright. Be careful ma'am."
𝙹𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢.
𝙸 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢.
𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜.
𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚖'𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝙴𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝.
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𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.
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