Bts autumn leaves11/21/2023 The six of them are the only Asian Americans in their small midwestern town, which is made up of a gas station, a drive-in movie theater, and a few scattered diners up and down the one main road. He probably hung up like, deer carcasses to smoke them. “That’s disgusting, don’t say shit like that. Taehyung scrunches his nose, reaching for the can of lukewarm, mostly flat ginger ale to rid his mouth of the dryness. There’s rumors that the bodies hanging in his shed belong to missing teenagers.” He says it all without blinking, leaning in closer for Taehyung to hear, voice a little raspy. “There’s a hermit that lives in the middle of the woods, about half a mile off the trail that goes through the woods to the college. Jimin looks at him seriously, like what he’s about to say is the world’s greatest truth- when in reality Taehyung knows it’s most likely bullshit. ![]() The room is a little cold, the window cracked open to let the heady smell of weed air out, and Taehyung shivers, squeezing his knees closer to his chest. They’re at a small get together the Saturday before Halloween, sitting in Hoseok’s basement because his parents are out of town for the weekend and none of them have parents that want to accommodate six college students getting stoned and drunk before midterms. Bleary and red-eyed, he waves away the cloud of smoke and clears his throat before speaking. Taehyung immediately bursts into a coughing fit and hands the bong back to Jimin, who’s sitting next to him. ![]() ![]() “Do you know about the like, serial killer that lives in the woods?”
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