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17

I remembered something, a feeling, a thought, an emotion.
Yet all my brain can do is cause a commotion.

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"So I'm staying in contact with the police to see when they get any updates on 'the situation'." Yoongi says, biting an awfully large chunk off his sandwich and continuing to talk with a partially full mouth. "They say they have a video clip from security, and are going to revise it and see if Jin can recognize who it was."

"That's good news, but can you please finish your bite before conversing further? It's distasteful." Taehyung remarks, flipping a page of a book he's reading as an annoying strand of hair falls out of his messy bun into his eye, making him flinch.

Yoongi purposefully opens his mouth as Taehyung glares at him, a shocked gasp coming from the redhead who place a hand on his chest in offence.

"Alright you two. You're both being children, stop." Jimin grunts, running a hand through his hair. His bony fingers pull out a few clumps making him pout at the loss. "About the clip, would they send us pictures of the person's face? To identify?"

"That's what I'm guessing." Yoongi replies, sipping his green tea and passing a cherry tomato onto Jimin's plate. "Also take that, I don't like them."

Jin and Namjoon just watch the whole exchange from the other side of the table, the younger noticing how Hoseok and Jungkook are just glaring at eachother. Jungkook looks terrifying with his classic emo makeup and darkened eyebrows, while Hoseok just looks like an angry puppy.
No one is really in a good mood, probably from the miserable storm outside and the fact that they're all having inner conflicts in their minds at the same time.

Taehyung is clearly in one of his personalities, Seokjin guessing that it's a very dapper and old style character because of the way he's currently holding himself. Like someone from the early 1900's.

Jin sighs and picks up his peanut butter a jam sandwich. Oh look he's gonna eat it, a voice echoes in his head, wonder if it's poisoned!

Seokjin groans, seeing something flick in the corner of his eye. "Oh for goodness sakes, not now." He whispers to himself, before taking a bite out of the sandwich.

Chewing, chewing, making so much noise. They can hear you, they know what you did. The pinkette furrows his eyebrows, shaking his head and closing his eyelids shut. They're coming for you! Ooh, they're at your door.

A crash of thunder clatters through the house, it being louder than usual to Seokjin. He tries to push it away, taking an angry bite of his sandwich. "Jin, are you alright?"

The mentioned shoots his head up, making eye contact with Namjoon. His heart rate decreases back to normal. "A-ah yeah, thanks for breaking me out of my trance." Jin flashes a tight lipped smile, setting down his breakfast back on the plate.

"Stop staring at me." Jungkook scoffs, Jin and Namjoon looking over at the two in quarrel. They seem to be having an annoyed glare-down. "I don't want to see your ugly face."

"The stop looking at me." Hoseok grins snarkily as he pokes Jungkook's gloved hand that's impatiently tapping at the table. Jungkook pulls his hand away in a flash, breaking eye contact with the insomniac and instead moving his attention to Taehyung's book.

"This group is a mess." Namjoon speaks up, earning everyone's attention. Including Jimin, who was poking at the quarter BLT on his plate.

"Preach, sis." Taehyung replies, his book on the table now as a dorky smile places itself on his lips. "Jin is having an inner crisis, Yoonmin's relationship is advancing too quickly and Junghope are having love quarrels."