:D I'M BAAAAAAAAACK!
James' POV:
P-Head. Dress. Drag queen?...
I know, huh? But there he was, bright dress and all. He could rival RuPaul. I think I just barfed a little in my mouth…
General POV:
James pulled out the video camera. This would be GREAT blackmail material. Hehe…
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-At the Hideout thingy that smells like tacos-
Heather was dosing off while reading some tourism pamphlet she found on a park bench next to a health drink. James busted in suddenly, video camera in hand.
"HEAAAAAAAATHHHHEEEEERRRRR!"
She jumped up and grabbed her crowbar and threw it in the direction of the voice, hearing a loud 'THUNK!' and a groan.
"Oops."
"I… got…. IT!"
"What, you idiot?"
"IT."
Heather rolled her eyes and grabbed the video camera from him.
This better be good.
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