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Taehyung stood with dark
circles in his eyes, he waited
for for the male behind the
counter to look up his record.

"And why are you buying a gun?"
The male sounded uninterested
as if he'd rather be doing
something else than selling
a gun to obviously sleep deprived
person.

Shrugging. "Need protection."
He spoke nonchalantly.
"Someone broke in my house
and robbed me the other night
and I don't have a gun to protect
myself."

Reaching behind the counter,
the other pulled out a stack
of papers. "Okay, if you could
just sign here."

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