tinder;p.jm

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i've been sleeping with a guy for like 4 hours.

omfg that came out wrong af.

what i meant to say is that i've been forced to sleep next to a guy who snores louder than my drunk dad. this is horrible.

after a while, i couldn't keep my eyes open, and i fell asleep.

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"who the fuck is she?" a familiar voice said, but i couldn't make out who he was.

"how would i know hyung? i just walked in here, and there she was." someone squeeky said.

"the question is why is she in jimin's bed. jimin never gets lai-" someone shut the third person up.

"ayyy nami, there are children listening!" fourth person spoiled.

someone sighed. "oh shit the fuck up princess, i'm old enough." squeeky said again.

"oh kookie i didn't mean you."

"hyung just because i love riding my tricycle doesn't mean my mental age is 6."

"no your mental age is 5 you dumb fuck." this voice was so sexy, like if people could do stuff to voices i would fuck his.

wait what??!-?/!/)

it felt like the guys surrounding me was too occupied in their conversation to notice me opening my eyes slightly. i could make out at least six slim and tall figures- well except for one shawty. i couldn't see their faces due to my smushed mascara eyelashes. well fuck.

the weirdest thing about all of this was, that i knew these people. i don't know how, but i do. deja-vú? naaah. paranoia? yeeeah.

"oh leader, you're such a good rolemodel for our precious little alien. great." i couldn't make out who it was.

leader? is this a gang or something? shit.

everything makes sense now, someone putting up a fake profile on tinder, pretending to be drunk so he could rape young girls?

oh my.

oH MY.

this is bad this is bad this is b-

oh you fucking pussy areum. do something about it.

right. i have to do something about it.

while the guys were occupied fighting, i took the chance to move my hands a little. i was covered up in a blanket of some sort, so i could move my hands without them knowing if i did it carefully enough.

i felt something in my left pocket, my car keys.

BInGO!

call me violent, but my plan was to carefully open my eyes one more time so i could see the men more clearly before digging out their eyes with my keys.

i opened my eyes just like in my plan, and observed everything around me.

there were 6 guys in the room. all on my right side. it was bunkbed i was laying in, and i was on the bottom of it. there was a door along the wall the bed was pushed against. my head was turned more to the right than left and something i hadn't noticed before, the blanket covering me was pulled up to right below my chin.

the group of men didn't have their attention on me right now, so this is it. now or never.

just when i was about to continue with my plan and escape, someone entered the room, a man. everyone's eyes turned towards him.

"finally!" sexy voice aka leader said.

"where the fuck have you've been man?!" squeeky said furiously, so he didn't sound so squeeky anymore.

"geez, why are you all so tense? what happened? i was just at the drugstore  buying some pain killers, why is everyone in my room?" it was him! same voice from yesterday, paperbag guy, drunk dude, the tinder man!

"i'm going to teach this tinder asshole a lesson for being fake." i whispered under gritted teeth.

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A/N: sike. i hate when authors hide peoples identity. OOPSzz. forgive me. (;

310 reads! geez people, i love you all.

i wasn't that motivated in the beginning but now i got more reads than there is people in my school so that's motivation enough.

BYE AWESOME READER ILYASS