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monday 8:40 am KST

"what's taking him so long?"

"what if he found it?"

"don't say that."

"what if he kills us with it?"

"hyung, it's most likely the other way around."

"what the fuck are you talking about, i'm not going to murder anyone, jeon jungkook."

"calm down, i'm messing with you."

"great timing."

"i'm just trying to loosen up the mood."

"look, he came out."

"sorry i took a long time in there."

"it's okay, can you give hoseok hyung what he needs and take your leave?"

"you're so nice, jungkook."

"i try. wait how do you know my nam-"

"actually, i kind of forgot it. sorry hoseok, i'll give it to you tomorrow."

"what give me what?'

"bye, now."

"hyung?"

"yeah?"

"he didn't need to give you anything?"

"yeah. i barely even knew the guy, literally he was the barista yesterday when i went to the cafe."

"but he told me that you guys were discussing business and you forgot something."

"no...?"

"i'm scared as fuck, hyung. he even knew my name when i didn't even tell him. no no, first, check the bathroom."

"okay!"

"jungkook?"

"yes? don't tell me-"

"it's gone."

"we are so screwed."

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