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Lunar:Hey guys what are you doing
Kookie:Cuddling with Yoongi
Yoongi:Cuddling with my kookie
Lunar:NOT JUST YOURS
Yoongi:sorry
Jin:Nothin
Namjoon:Same
Taetae:Me too
Lunar:I wanna talk about The Jimin incident
Kookie:okay well I will be scared
Yoongi:Ye all of us will be
Lunar:So if we stay in the same rooms we were in last night we'll be fine and restocked on the food NO SNACKING
Jin:okay Jeez
Hobi:well it's the matter of death Dude
Taetae:woah I didn't know that
Hobi:Dont be sappy with me now MR
taetae:Sorry
Lunar:Anyways SHIT!!
Kookie:W-what
Lunar:ITS TURNING NIGHT TIME EVERYONE GET TO THEIR ROOMS THEY WERE IN LAST NIGHT AND LOCK THE DOOR!!
ALL:FUCK
Jin:HURRY UP HOBI!!
Hobi:I'm here
Lunar:TAE NAMJOON ARE YOU HERE!!
Taetae:Yes we are.
Lunar:Good I HEAR HIM!! IS EVERYONE IN THEIR PLACES
All:YES!
Namjoon:I hear him saying "why do you all run from me" Then he is singing a song
(Sorry if it doesn't sound right it's the only one I found)
Taetae:He's scaring me
Namjoon:me too
Jin:I'm the eldest but the scardest
Kookie:I'm scared AHHHHHH!
Lunar:What is it kookie
Kookie:HE LOOKS DIFFERENT HE HAS BLOOD EVERYWHERE EVEN HIS FACE
Lunar:STAY IN YOUR ROOM!!
Hobi:I-I'm shacking
Jin:I know hobi but please don't cry please
Namjoon:HE'S SINGING AGAIN
Kookie:What song?
Namjoon:I think its show and tell by melanie martinez I dont know
Lunar:is it this
Hobi:who is he singing about
Lunar:I think it's his ex seulgi(I dont know if its right)
Namjoon:I think so why is he into melanie martinez all the sudden
Taetae:it says he will sing heartless songs and never stop swearing wtf
Lunar:okay so he's singing again I'll show you
Taetae:WAIT THATS THE ROSE HE WAS GOING TO GIVE HER HE BURNED IT
Lunar:Why is he saying these fucking things
Jin:I don't know
Hobi and kookie and taetae:But its scaring me
Yoongi Jin and Namjoon and lunar:We know we are here
Taetae:thank you
Lunar:No prob kiddo
Hobi:I heard him sining again
Lunar:Let me guess EXO The eve
Hobi:Yepie
Lunar:Who is singing about??
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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