Gonzo Xmas Bts -
“Best special ever,” he mutters. “Don’t tell anyone it was an accident.”
The director, a brave soul named Mr. Kwon, is already crying softly into his clipboard. “Focus, please. We need the living room set. Namjoon, the tree is fake . Stop trying to water it.” gonzo xmas bts
The BTS rehearsal studio, Seoul. 11:47 PM. Three days before Christmas. Tinsel is duct-taped to the mirrors. A half-eaten snowman-shaped rice ball sits abandoned on the speaker. “Best special ever,” he mutters
The director stops crying. He starts laughing. He doesn’t call “cut.” “Best special ever
“Best special ever,” he mutters. “Don’t tell anyone it was an accident.”
The director, a brave soul named Mr. Kwon, is already crying softly into his clipboard. “Focus, please. We need the living room set. Namjoon, the tree is fake . Stop trying to water it.”
The BTS rehearsal studio, Seoul. 11:47 PM. Three days before Christmas. Tinsel is duct-taped to the mirrors. A half-eaten snowman-shaped rice ball sits abandoned on the speaker.
The director stops crying. He starts laughing. He doesn’t call “cut.”
