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You were lazing around on the living room, happiness literally sucked out of your life, as you were really bored and have nothing to do. Your job on the nearest bakery is just every weekend so here you were, lazing around so early at a saturday morning. You looked to the space beside you, glancing at the dark-colored remote control for the television. You picked it up lazily, pointing it in front of the TV, before lazily turning on the television. You were too lazy to change channels so you just watched whatever was showing, which was Shrek 2.
You sighed, brushing your hair with your fingers. You've watched this too many times when you were a kid, and you literally got tired of this movie. But you just forced yourself to watch it since you don't have anything to do anyways. You were boredly watching the Fiona, Shrek, and Donkey on a carriage when you heard the doorbell ring. Curiously, you turned your head to the door, before standing up —you didn't want to because you were too lazy to do so, but you still did— heading towards the brown wooden door. You opened the door slowly, peeking your head out.
Nobody was there, so you looked left and right, to see if it was one of those kids again who bothered their neighborhood, but it wasn't. You stepped out, almost jumping, startled as you felt somehing on your feet. "What.." Your voice trailed off as you saw a mysterious beige-colored box, just placed right in front of your door. You got confused for a moment, but then shrugging as you took the box on your hands. The real owners loss. You thought as you smirked.
You went inside your house, closing the door with your leg, before dropping the box on the sofa, not caring if the object in the box was fragile or not. Your eyes widened as you heard a muffled voice, sounding like it's in pain. You held your hands close to your chest, carefully walking nearer and nearer to the box. You took the box carefully, your hands a bit shaky, before dropping the beige box again. But this time, the muffled voice got louder, as if there were more than one person stuck inside. A series of 'Ouch's were heard from inside the box, but you were sure you heard a loud, muffled voice that said, "What the fucking hell."
You can't help but say it softly as well, "What the fucking hell.." What in the world of strawberries and chocolates is happening right now, exactly? You were supposed to be just lazing around the whole days, like the usual, like what happens every weekends, but here you were, finding a suspicious box that produced human-like sounds. Is this some kind of sick dream? You thought to yourself. If yes, then why would you dream something weird like this?
You shrugged the thought off, because you always dream of weird things anyway. Like that one one time when you dreamt of helping an old lady sell instant noodles then there was a shirtless man who looked like Choi Minho bought one cup of instant noodles.
Scratching your head lightly, you went nearer to the box, kneeling on the floor, right in front of the beige-colored box. You placed your ear on top of the box, trying to hear if there were really any voices or you were just imagining it. Your question was answered as you heard something, as if people were conversing, well, more like arguing like a bunch of immature kids. "Aish, why did that old man even thought of placing us in this smelly box and place us in the middle of no-fucking-where?" You heard one of them said, "Yoongi, will you stop complaining? It won't even do anything good. Why don't you just help us get out of this box, hmm? Your words aren't exactly helping." You then heard someone countered. "Hyung, this is too heavy, I can't push any longer." A slightly high pitched voice whined. When you realized what it said, you felt guilty, as you were the one making it heavy.
You opened the lid slowly, and carefully, silently hoping that it wouldn't shock the possibly small humans(?) that the box suddenly opened. You finally opened the box fully, looking inside the box, and you saw...
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