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fandomhighdorms2009-01-15 03:09 pm
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Fifth Floor Hallway and Downwards, Thursday Morning
The door to 513 creaked open, then slammed shut.
Jeff grabbed for his underwear. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god. "Nudity!" he called out, to no one in particular, "I can't escape it!" His sheer terror seeped down into the carpet below him (at least, he had the idea that it was) and as soon as he stopped being rooted to the ground, he started running.
"Pants!" he cried, "All I've got are pants! I always knew this would happen! It's the Apocalypse! Open your closets!"
And so, he thundered across the hallway, and, after a while, down the stairs. "Closets!"
[ ooopen, of course, for anyone who wants to run into him! ]
Jeff grabbed for his underwear. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god. "Nudity!" he called out, to no one in particular, "I can't escape it!" His sheer terror seeped down into the carpet below him (at least, he had the idea that it was) and as soon as he stopped being rooted to the ground, he started running.
"Pants!" he cried, "All I've got are pants! I always knew this would happen! It's the Apocalypse! Open your closets!"
And so, he thundered across the hallway, and, after a while, down the stairs. "Closets!"
[ ooopen, of course, for anyone who wants to run into him! ]