*ding* New message
Yoongi groaned, the stupid 'ding' coming from his computer interrupting what he was doing.
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Jackson: Hey, Namjoon.
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"who the fuck is this....." Yoongi huffed, reading the message. Someone messaged their 'business' email that they didn't use anymore. He knows Namjoon's name so Yoongi didn't panic that much.
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Jackson: Hey, Namjoon.
Bts: Who the fuck are you?
Jackson: Jackson, you know me namjoon.
Jackson: We just met up like 2 days ago
You set your nickname to imnotnamjoonustupidbitch
Jackson: oh
Jackson: Can you get Namjoon?
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: No
Jackson: w-why?
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: Did u just fuking stutter over text
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: the fuck is qrong with you
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: *wrong
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: what do u need him for?
Jackson: It's about Y/n's case
Jackson: I need to get Y/n here again
Jackson: I found out something about Mark
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: what do you mean
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: What case?
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: Hey
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: What case
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: what case!!
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: Fcuking answer
imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: I swear to god
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imnotnamjoonustupidbitch: I'll fucking snap your neck if I saw you|
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Yoongi groaned, annoyed by what the 'stranger' did. "Namjoon!" Yoongi shouted, clenching his fist in anger.
"what?" Namjoon asked, walking to Yoongi's room. "Make it quick, I'm preparing something for the group" Namjoon sighed, leaning on the wall beside Yoongi's desk, fiddling with a gun.
