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ease up there, sport.. the guns on her— not you
he lowly spoke into my ear, though it was directed to the man across from me
his hands were up, eyes watering and flickering between the bodies and the hooded man who held me hostage
take my money
i sniffed and he ran his sleeve under my nose
i don't want your money, slut
he smiled next to my face
seokjin kept opening and closing his mouth, ready to
speak.. then deciding not
i could tell it pissed off the man, he was squeezing me tighter each time he closed his mouth.
just fucking speak already, what the hell could be so important?
his voice shot up suddenly, echoing throughout
the building, making both of us jump
take me not her
seokjin squeaked out hesitantly
the tall man took impatient steps back and forth,
was he considering the offer?
you don't get it
the man said before laughing a little
seokjin blinked a few times and looked towards the atm
everyone was silent
my bag, he was looking at my bag
the tall man caught on fast, gripping me forcefully,
pointing the gun to seokjin.
give me your phones
his eyes widened behind his wireframe glasses and he
took steps forward, handing the man his phone
he looked down at me and blinked twice
i don't fucking know morse code or whatever
you're trying to do
i wanted to scream so loud
i didn't
