Ask the guy next to you for his shirt
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| - | The | + | The boy next to you isabout to exit his stall when you poke your head under and look up at him. He jumps, startled to see a girl in the bathroom and anybody poking their head under the stall. |
| - | "Excuse me," you whisper | + | |
| - | He crouches down next to you and says,"Listen, I'll help you, but I need it back as soon as you can change. Call me and | + | "Excuse me," you whisper. "I dropped my shirt in the toilet. Could I borrow yours?" |
| - | You put his shirt on, and hear the guard yell,"You can't go running around with no shirt on! Come with me | + | |
| + | He crouches down next to you and says, "Listen, I'll help you, but I need it back as soon as you can change. Call me and I'll come to your house and get it." | ||
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| + | He pulls out a pen and writes his number onto your arm. As he takes off his shirt, you can't help but stare. He notices you and blushes a little. | ||
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| + | You put his shirt on, and hear the guard yell, "You can't go running around with no shirt on! Come with me." | ||
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| + | You slip out soon after. Now you are at the mall again. | ||
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| + | *[[Go change at home]] | ||
| + | *[[Look around the mall more]] | ||
| + | [[Category: Blackmail]] | ||
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| - | + | '''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.'' | |
Current revision as of 23:12, 5 June 2008
The boy next to you isabout to exit his stall when you poke your head under and look up at him. He jumps, startled to see a girl in the bathroom and anybody poking their head under the stall.
"Excuse me," you whisper. "I dropped my shirt in the toilet. Could I borrow yours?"
He crouches down next to you and says, "Listen, I'll help you, but I need it back as soon as you can change. Call me and I'll come to your house and get it."
He pulls out a pen and writes his number onto your arm. As he takes off his shirt, you can't help but stare. He notices you and blushes a little.
You put his shirt on, and hear the guard yell, "You can't go running around with no shirt on! Come with me."
You slip out soon after. Now you are at the mall again.
You:
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
