♥ thirty five ♥

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I locked my door once inside and quickly loaded all the groceries I could salvage.

I texted Taehyung that I was okay and home safely. He sent a heart back, making me melt at how cute he was.

I made myself some ramen and went to go shower and change. Didn't want to get sick after running in the rain last night.

I took a hot shower before getting changed into something comfy. I plopped lazily on my couch and looked at the clock. I'd have to go to work in about 2 hours.

I set a timer for 2 hours and laid down on the relaxing sofa before closing my eyes to a much needed nap.

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"Hey welcome back! How are you doing?" Sujin smiled, giving me a hug.

"I'm doing better now. Thanks Sujin," I flashed a smile and started tying my apron on.

"Oh hey Suho uh..." I trailed off when he smiled happily and started shaking me.

"I met my soulmate!!"

"Wait really?!" I asked excitedly. He nodded as we started jumping around happily.

"Oh my gosh who?!" I asked.

"I don't know. I think she must've been a customer or I passed her on the street or something. I don't remember meeting anyone really," he motioned to his thigh.

He decided to wear shorts so I could see the set of initials that appeared.

C. S.

I frowned as I shook my head. "I don't think I know a CS." I said thinking. He nodded but with a happy smile still plastered on his face.

"I'll find out. I have a feeling I will." I nodded and grabbed my notepad. Heading out to the host table I waited for customers to come in. As I was, I noticed it started to drizzle outside. Sighing I turned and watched the Suho and Yunhai wait on a few of the families sitting and eating.

I turned and saw a group of friends laughing and eating together. It just made me miss the boys even more as I planted my chin on my elbow.

The bell rang and I looked up with a smile. But it immediately dropped when I realized it was a certain someone and a group of friends.

"Y/n? Wow! It's been awhile hasn't it?" I internally grumbled before smiling.

"Seojun! Yes. It has. But not long enough," I muttered the last part under my breath as I started grabbing menus for them.

"This way," I mumbled and nodded to the tables in the back.

He started whispering and joking around with his friends as they followed me. There were about 5 of them and all of them looked the exact same. Ugly and total losers with no life.

I sat them down and passed their menus to them. They ordered drinks, all of them ordering things like Soju and beer before I stomped back to the kitchen.

"Woah what happened?" Sanji asked as he grabbed some more drink items for the bar.

"Nothing," I sighed as I handed him the order of drinks. He took a look at it and snorted.

"Serving a party? Tell me if it gets out of hand," he rolled his eyes. I nodded with a small smile as I went to grab them waters as well.

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"All you guys have ordered is alcohol," I said flatly with an unamused expression. They all cracked up laughing as one of his friends held up a finger to Sanji who was eyeing us.

"Another round!" They all announced, laughing hysterically.

My eyes widened as Seojun waved his hand telling a joke and knocked a glass over.

It broke, spreading glass everywhere. I quickly went to pick it up, slicing my palm along one of the long glass shards.

They continued to explode in laughter as I cursed under my breath, sweeping it up.

I put the broom away and stared at my hand. Blood was dripping down my palm and onto my wrist as I cringed at the sight.

My phone suddenly started to blow up, causing me to jump in fear. I grabbed my phone and opened it to a spam of texts from the group chat.

I skimmed them until a certain picture caught my eye. Clicking on it I stared at it.

A picture of seven palms were in the picture, all the right hand with the same exact cut bleeding on each one.

What. The. Heck.

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Short chapter I know! I'm sorry I couldn't write more at the moment. I'll write another chapter I swear but omg we hit over 2k reads!! Please make sure you follow and comment it helps a lot.

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