Silence is a virtue

"When you're in the same room as me, you do as I say, not as I do" he whispered to me, "and I'm saying be quite so shut up"

"Nope" I laughed, "My standards aren't high enough for me to be quite. So if you want me quite, I guess you should make me..." I sent him a flirty wink before brushing off my jeans and standing up, getting ready to leave.

He snatched my wrist before I could go though and bought my body crashing to the ground.

"Unless you want to be found and then shot in the face, I suggest you keep down"

"Ohhh! Doesn't getting shot in the face sound fun?" I asked with sarcasm, "I'd rather risk it, then being squished in a small room with a guy like you."

"Well I'm not exactly too happy being stuck in here with a girl like you, so suck it up would ya?"

"Why don't you just-" but he slammed a hand over my mouth,

"Shh" he hissed,

"I think they're in the other room!" a guy shouted who was stood directly outside the small cupboard room. He stood there for a bit before running off.

"Shut up and stay low" he whispered, before whipping out a gunfrom his jeans.

OK, so now this has either gotten really cool, or seriously scary...