Yoongi Mafia Fanfiction 90's ONGOING BOOK 3 🐉 "What's wrong?-" I leaned over his shoulder and realised that what was in front of us wasn't a parcel but a bomb. Shit. Fuck. SHIT! I scrambled to Yoongi's desk and pressed the emergency button hidden underneath. Loud sirens began blaring through the house along with an automated message. WARNING. WARNING. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. Yoongi grabbed my wrist and pulled me to follow him as he ran out of the room. My eyes scanned the box as we passed it, and I saw a timer reading 30 SECONDS. WARNING. WARNING. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. We raced down the hallway and jumped over the bannister, landing on the first set of stairs. Yoongi's grip on my wrist was tight, and I could feel my chest fight for air as we reached the front door. My fingers brushed its surface as we stepped outside. BOOM! Chapter release date & time TBC
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