Seven Minutes In A Closet

            The door banged shut with the weight of three teenage boys behind it, and Ron inched into a corner of the darkness and groaned.

            The girl opposite him shuffled her feet. 

             "You're touching my knee!" he yelped.

            "Wonder what we ought to do now," she mumbled.

            "Nothing," Ron sulked, pretending their shoulders weren't touching in the blackness.

            "You're not enjoying this game," she said.

            "It's a stupid game!"

            "You seemed very interested when you were convincing Susan Bones to join."

            "Because I didn't think I'd be st—" At the last moment he remembered his upbringing, and shut his mouth.

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