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Chapter 12: Ello Poppet

~~Previously~~

"Breakfast " I said bairly audible to myself, however Yoongi's head pirked up and a smile formed on his face.

"Why didn't you say so?"

The,now, mint-haired member then sprang out of bed like a little kid, obviously leaving me,the most confused person in the world wandering:

"WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED!?"

~~Now~~

After regaining my mental state, I changed in a bathroom and cautiously made my way towards the kitchen. Then the front door.

"Where do you think you're going missy?"I didn't have time for this,

"Out." That monotonous key. The boys looked at me in shock, before I started walking out the door.
No-one had ever talked like that to Jin, and it kinda had this weird tingly feeling inside him.

"Well at least let your brother come with you." Jin says, trying to still maintain his motherly tone.

I looked at my brother, who was giving you an unnecessarily large box smile, then to Jin, then back at my brother, then back to Jin. And waited. After pausing for dramatic effect,   lifted my hand in thi imfamous 'boi' position and simply said

"No," before shutting the door in their faces.

Tae then turned to Jin, who then opened his mouth to utter the few words that would leave them laughing in tears.

"Who put too much salt in her rice bowl?" 
  
Y/N: pov

I just kept walking, thinking it would clear everything in my head, but the more I thought about that, the more vivid the memories become, like in text, or a story.

Time. It flies when you live vith seven guys, bursting with hormones I cant pronounce. At leaat that's how I think the saying goes.

By now I had been out for almost 4 hours, my phone died and worst of all:

I WAS LOST ㅠㅠ

For at least another thirty minutes, all that was coming out of my mouth other than curses were
"Oh, that tree I remember,"
And
"Haven't I passed this already?" And I was somewhat right, for I had passed that same tree 7 times.

Yeah, I'm not the best at navigation. I just kept walking until I found somewhere I did't recognise (and me being an expert in getting lost,) I found a place quite quickly.

Everywhere I went I had to watch my step, and the strong smell of alcohol was overwealming. Covering my nose wouldn't help so I decided to suffer.

Around street corners and down petit lanes showered with bullet caps and cracked whiskey bottles, I found myself at a dead end.

On the wall, a shadowy figure stood, lurking between me and the exit

"Ello Poppet."

A/N: If anyone gets this reference, you're a legend