It was an extremely boring day for Raoul. No, scratch that, for the past week Viscount Raoul de Chagny was bored out of his mind. It rained all day so much, that the streets were closed, he couldn't go to work, and had practically nothing to do. But luckily, his friend Meg came over just before he possibly died of boredom.
"Hello, Meg," he said, looking up from his book entitled, 'What the HELL is a Viscount?!' "What brings you here?"
Meg smiled. "My mum wanted me to tell you that the opera house is flooded with water. Until the only people we could find, who are nothing but a drunken, mediocre staff, clean the place up, everyone has the week off starting tomorrow!"
Raoul shut his book and grabbed his jacket, which was right next to him on the sofa.
"Where are you going?"
Raoul grinned. "I'm going to go get Christine. I know how to make the next few days the best we'll ever experience!"
Meg's grin widened. "Can I come with you?"
"Sure, the more the merrier; at least in this case…"
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"What's this all about Raoul?" Christine asked. Raoul and Meg had come bursting into her house ten minutes earlier, and Raoul had just started telling her what Meg told him.
Raoul beamed a toothy grin. "Two words, Christine: Erik's place."