Chapter Two

I giggled uncontrollably. I thought I must be dreaming, but I knew even my sub-conscious couldn't make up something this weird.

One of the guys grabbed my hands and started swaying me side to side, trying to get me to dance with them. I giggled again and mumbled something like, "No, no, I need to go home and walk my plant," before he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder like a potato sack.

The End

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