Shall we dance

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After an agonising 10 minutes of waiting, cooped up in a narrow air vent a nock comes from the other side of the office door. Mr Carter stands up stretching his muscular shoulders (now let's just take a moment to appreciate this AMAZING godly body)

"Stop thinking like that! You already have one Marty to figure out no affairs with hot teachers"! I think to myself.

He gets to the Mahogany door, was this the hunger games or did carter specially order mahogany for his door to look like a fan girl? I shall find out.

Ok he's opening the door and in walks summer wearing the shortest dress known to be classified as a dress. And it's red with a huge strip down the middle for her museum of cleavage. "Dance with me"! She says in a put on mysterious voice and on Que - Julian walks in with a speaker that's pumping some music that can only be described as tango dance music.

"What the hell is going on today"? Carter cries and Summer just takes sirs hand and starts leading him out of the room. Julian stops the music and opens the cupboard that Marty had been hiding in the last 10 minutes he falls to the ground in a coughing fit and I jump down from the vent to help Him up.

"You have.......cough, cough......no idea what I just found in that closet"! Marty is still wheezing when he finishes the sentence. "What" I ask "what did you find besides a rats spiders and a whole lot of dust? I look at him for answers.

" Follow me" Marty just starts walking through the cupboard and Julian and I are just staring at each other both thinking "what the actual fuck?" Is Marty serious gone looney from all the dust in that cupboard and now he thinks Narnia is on the other side?

I peer into the hold wooden cupboard and I my jaw slacks. "Oh my mother f**king god" is all I can utter.

Lining the walls of a most Likely to secret storage unit are AK47's, hand guns bazookas, grenades you name it its there and all in a white room with glowing floor panels. "We have officially just taken Truth and dare to a whole new level.

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