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Interrupted

Before you can make a decision, you hear the door handle move. You jump in surprise, and turn around to see a troupe of girls pouring through the door. They're all wearing leotards, tights, and ballet slippers.

"Hi," says one of the girls, a pettite brunette with smooth, flawless skin. "Little overdressed for practice, aren't we?"

You try to respond, but your voice doesn't work.

"What's this?" she asks, swiping the remote from your hand.

"No, wait, that's not..." you blurt out, but it's too late. She clicks a button.


Written by Anon

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