Owning Mr.Innocent Green Eye Stripper
he said, voice tight with panic, “not to ruin the mood or anything, but I’m literally restrained right now, and there might be an actual fire.”
“That’s why I’m trying to figure out if this is real,” I hissed back, sniffing the air again.
It was real.Too real.
A faint alarm started beeping in the hallway far away at first, then louder, multiplying as another alarm went off. And another.
Farvo’s eyes widened in pure dread.
“We’re going to die naked,” he whispered.
“Worse,” I replied, “you’re going to die handcuffed. Imagine the firefighters’ faces.”
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