Business as Usual~c.h.w

1. Loaded.

Another day. Same shit.

It's 6 a.m. and way too early for the bullshit of my co-workers. Yet, here we are. Apollo and I just got off the elevator to the 20th floor, where our office is located and we're  met with bickering.

We may be a very high and respected group of people, yet we don't dress like it. Today, I came to work in ripped black jeans, a white long sleeved sweater crop top, black combat boots, and a black leather jacket. My cinnamon slightly auburn hair is half up into a bun and  half down which stops a little past my shoulders.

Professional? Not at all in my parents eyes. Which is why I have specifically told everyone in the building to wear whatever the hell they want unless one of the managers say otherwise. When I let everyone know that my parents at visiting or theirs a guest, they know ahead of time. If there is a surprise visit everyone has spare pair of "professional clothes" here in the building.

Letting out a long sign then taking a sip of my coffee, I pause and side eye at Jimin and Taehyung. Jimin has apparently set up a dart board on the wall and him and Tae are competing to see who can hit it dead center. They're royally failing.

Rolling my eyes at them, I continue to walk toward the black door with frosted glass that symbolizes my office.

"Stop yelling, you both suck to an extreme." I say as I walk to the walk and grab one of the darts.

"Oh shit." Jungkook mumbles. Always instigating.

"Aye, curse again. You may be older than me, but that does mean shit." My cousin, Apollo,  snaps at JK.

Yoongi, who so happens to make this place a little less shitty, even if he's just as unhappy as the rest of us, is leaning against the opposite wall with a small from across his face.

This is probably a reckless idea but so be it.

Throwing the dart into the opposite wall as if I'm throwing my frustrations. If only it were that simple.

It plunges right next to Yoongi, who immediately plucks it out of the it's former spot.

I slide to the side and stand directly next to the dartboard. The dart comes flying towards me and lands directly in the center of the board.

"Bullseye." Yoongi smugly states while chuckling.

He acts as if it took no effort at all.

Yoongi is the lead song writer and he even raps a few songs under the company. He and Jimin sometimes work together.

"Don't be smug." Apollo retorts from her seat on top of the island that we have planted here.

"Shut it or be in the next diss track." Yoongi returns with a smirk.

A chorus of "ooooh" goes off as I just turn to walk to my office.

Yoongi's brother, Jihoon is also a song writer here. He himself writes but instead of rapping like his brother. He sings.

Jungkook specializes in photography, an area where Yoongi occasionally helps out, and choreography. He handles most of everything in those two categories.

Hoseok is the head choreographer here. He and Jungkook handle most businesse with it. Yet, Hoseok also designs choreography for the company. He can dance like hell.

I have to manage over everyone with the help of my cousin, so we can't have part in any of this. No time. My parents wouldn't allow it anyway.

Jimin and Taehyung are in charge of modeling. To hire the models, train them, and even sometimes model themselves.