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"I think you dropped this." Zeirenne extended her arm while holding a phone out. The first man frantically searched his pockets before his eyes widened in shock.
"M-my bad," he stuttered before snatching the phone from Zeirenne's hand in a hurry. He took a step back after his partner gave him a side glance.
"What's wrong?" The three of them turned their heads toward Jin who was walking with his hands on his pockets. "Is there something going on here. Huh, Babe?" He put his arms around Zeirenne's shoulders and pulled her close.
Zeirenne shook her head. "Uhm... no B-babe. I just picked up a phone right there--"she pointed the ground--"And asked these gentlemen if they own it. Turns out they do."
"Really? Then let's go now. We still have things to do," he reached for her hand before planting a kiss on it, and the two men watched them walking away.
