not even counting anymore

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seoul,
16:07
december 8, 20__

seoul,16:07december 8, 20__

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jihyun. a bitch.

"who the fuck is this?"

i tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for an answer, or even a response.

"is he one of your boyfriends, ya gay ass?" i blurted out.

"w-what? who said i was gay? who said i had a boyfriend? he's my guyfriend." hoseok stuttered out, looking down.

namjoon walked up the steps, hovering over the two.

"well, are you going to try and mess with this girl or go? i suggest going."

hoseok squeezed through the gap between the door hinges and my body, entering the house. his guy friend and namjoon followed.

i let out another huff and slammed the door shut. ah. these bastards. i just want to go home. fucking jimin and jungook over there too busy overreacting to me cheating. like chill the fuck out.

jihyun talking in her mind in 3, 2, 1.

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see, if i leave, they have to figure out who they are going to give to the government, excluding me, correct? and i get to relive my life. those are the pros. now, the cons. where will i live? how am i going to pay taxes, bills, groceries, food? im not so skilled in robbing. god damn, now that i think of it, life is too fucking hard.

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