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Ding ding.

The store rang, signalling that a customer has entered.

The whif of bubblegum has fled around the air. Pop. It was the cashier lady who had such gum. The whif of cheap perfume was evident too.

Despite the poor customer service, Namjoon had always great fondings over the products in this particular store.

Grabbing the metallic cart he pushed it further to the isle. He got what he needed. But the boy has school in a month doesn't he?

Ugh whatever. Namjoon thought.

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