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I peeked out of the dressing room. Just as I assumed, Hoseok was standing there with Namjoon.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I began to look around for an exit, but of course there wasn't one except for one.
I looked out again.
Namjoon and Hoseok began to look around. I waited a little more for them to get farther away. When I felt it was safe to go out I slowly walked out. I began to speed walk towards the exit. I felt excitement as the exit got closer and closer. As soon as I crossed it the alarm came on.

Fuck!

I looked down. I was still wearing the unpaid clothes. I wanted to die.
I slowly walked back into the store. Namjoon and Hoseok ran towards me.

     "What the fuck man."

I shrugged. I saw Hoseok talking to the clerk, I knew he was asking for forgiveness. He pulled out his wallet and paid for my clothes. My face was red in embarrassment.
Hoseok came back.

     "Are you okay?"

I nodded.
He stood in front of Namjoon.

    "Would you mind if I stole Yoongi for a bit?"

I looked up at Namjoon. I began to make hand signals for him to say no. He gave me a confused look, then nodded. He gave me a big smile along with a thumbs up.

     "Nope, I don't mind."

I really wanted to stab Namjoon.

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