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Mark looks at the door, where an exhausted and exhilarated Jackson literally bouncing on his toes.

"Mark I really need your help! Like now!" Jackson stated rushing into the room, startling Mark.

"I don't think I actually allowed you to enter." Mark breathes heavily but tries to hide it under a cough, hands on his knees after quickly turning off the player.

"Sorry. Now will you help me improve my dance moves?" Jackson begs with a pout, mark rolling his eyes.

"But Jackson,

Mark's voice is barely above a whisper as he softly mouthes his next words.

Your dancing is flawless."

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