He tossed the cloth into a nearby dumpster without a second thought, then strolled down the street like they hadn't just exited one of the most questionable buildings in all of Jeju City.
The emo guy followed a few steps behind, his face still slightly red, carrying a flicker of guilt in his eyes. He kept glancing around, half-expecting someone to come yelling after them.
"You think they'll chase us?" he mumbled.
K laughed, wiping sweat from his forehead. "Chill, man. We were paying customers. Ain't nothing illegal about that... even if the place felt like a damn side quest from a corrupt RPG."
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