Casper

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Namjoon layed on his bed, snoring obnoxiously loud.

"If you snore this loud, I bet the whole neighborhood can hear you during sex." A voice whispered.

Startled, Namjoon hopped out bed, hitting the headboard, leaving a hole.

"W-who's there!?" Hi words shaking as he backed towards his bedroom door.

"They call me Casper, bitch. Boo! Now be scared."

Namjoon jumped grabbing his chest. Sacred, bit couldn't help the surprising laughter he was trying his best to stifle.

"So I'm guessing you sent me that letter?" Namjoon wasn't stupid.

"HA, YOUNG ONE! THOU ARE FORMING THOUGHTS LIKE A FOOL. I AM THE ONE WHO HAS SEN- Oh, ohhhhhh, you already know I sent the letter. Smart, smart. I like you. You'll make a great husband."

Namjoon took the time to think about it, though he knew he had no choice. The man in front of him was wearing a neon pink Batman suit lined with knives. No choice, so he just crawled back in bed. A string of curses leaving his mouth, before he was snoring again.

"A bitch better listen. BATGIRL AWAY!"

A/N
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This book Is literally going no where I'm sorry. But that's because I'm not trying hard. I don't know if I'm ready to begin to seriously write.

-j.h.





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