very short update. 

i couldn't make this an interlude like the one in dicks, sorry. 

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in the late morning, yoongi decided to head out to the nearest convenience store and buy some of the items he'll be placing in the bhb house's refrigerator, sinceㅡ if he could recall correctlyㅡ they allowed around three personal food items/drinks for each member.

walking around the convenience store, yoongi has a few thoughts stuck in his head. of course, regarding the bhb house and such.

but one particular thought consistently repeated itself.

as he grabbed a strawberry milk filled plastic container, he mumbled under his breath.

"i'm dorming with six idiots because i have no choice..." he carefully placed the strawberry milk into his market basket, "i'm min yoongi and i'm dorming with six idiots who call themselves bangtan bhb because i have no choice... i'mㅡ what am i doing with my life?" he sighed exasperatedly, and after grabbing a few snacks to keep in his room and two more jugs of strawberry milk to put in the fridge, he walked over to the cashier, shoving the money towards the person behind the counter before leaving the store with the last few words, 'keep the change.'

walking back to his, ah, "home," he tried not to think of the future too much.

actually, maybe he'll move out at some point? secretly hope that someone from the men's dorm gets expelled and he finally gets an independent room, like what he's always wanted.

okay, maybe that was a bit rude... wanting to get someone kicked out just for a room. but, could you blame him? a room in the dorm, a room where he was just by himself, was what he wanted in the first place.

okay, he's exaggerating.

but when you're stuck with six... people who seem like slightly crazy idiots, how could you not?

okay, yes, excuse yoongi, he is exaggerating.

yoongi turned the knob, entering the dorm house. it's silent... unusually silent? the lights upstairs are off, no sounds in the basement, the living room light was off as well, the kitchen being the only source of light.

they're all out? he questioned to himself, switching on the living room lights.

but hey, wait, he's stuck with six people.

kim seokjinㅡ a guy who seems to care a lot, but seems really strict, probably has psychic powers? he gave yoongi a warning about getting kidnapped, so that's something.

jung hoseokㅡ the guy isn't exactly crazy, but seems pretty straightforward with his words.

kim namjoonㅡ the only sane one.

park jiminㅡ fucking threw a shoe at him. why on earth would "thieves" only be wearing boxer briefs when robbing houses? the fuck?

kim taehyungㅡ a goddamn ninja.

jeon jeonggukㅡ no comment.

yoongi frowned. i'm exaggerating. he thought, heading straight for the fridge when he enters the kitchen. before his drinks could go cold, he immediately places them in the fridgeㅡ the lowest portion where there was some space, enough for the three jugs.

he sighed contentedly afterwards, closing the fridge.

but as he was about to turn around.

he feels something hit him on the head. hard.

and before his vision fully goes black, he hears a few familiar whispers, before he passes out entirely.