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Jimin woke up groggily.

He sat upright.

Hold on.

This wasn't his room.

Did he just—

He pulled off the blanket.

Oh thank god

But

"Why the hell am I wearing a frilly lace shirt?"

He racked his head as he tried to recall what happened last night.

Oh

He got drunk.

And uh he left the bar because











And uh he left the bar because

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So he went out to buy jams.

Because Namjoom kept teasing him.

Jimin powered on his phone.

You have 10 missed calls from Little Meow Meow.

Oh damn.

Jimin dialled back.

It beeped for a while

Then the call was answered

"What the fuck do you want do you know the fucking time I think you know best to not wake the ultimate meow meow when he's fucking sleeping go fucking away thank you very much."

Then little meow meow hung up.

Jeez so much for lil meow meow.

Jimin slammed his phone down on the bed.

He then got up and changed into his clothes from last night, clean and dry, which hung neatly across the room.

Jimin walked out of the room into the living room.

The house was small but cosy.

Jimin liked it.

He saw a plate of sandwiches

and

a jar of jam

on the table with a note on it.

on the table with a note on it

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