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all he could do was stare for a brief moment. after regaining his composure taehyung stuck the note in the front pocket of his pants, unsure and uneasy from the feeling of paranoia. He didn't know what action to take at that time.
taehyung climbed in his car and put the key into the ignition, eyes heavy from exhaustion, evening fueling his fatigue. once he'd rode away the mansion had long disappeared after he left its path, covered by woods and plants.
taehyung had to talk to hoseok. he needed to understand the situation and get his opinion, and also talk to him about the painting.
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