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lσvєstruck mαfíα | detention

Welcome to Detention!
Although it should technically be held in the school auditorium, detention is being held at the gym for reasons unknown. The floors here are smooth and sparkling clean, but they seem as if they will scratch and be dirtied quite easily. There are chairs stacked on one side of the gym, ready to be sat upon by unlucky guests. All the gym equipment is currently locked in the gym supply closet.
A few television monitors sit stacked on top of one another against one of the walls, all of which display scenes and audio from the classroom of love.
There is only one choice available to you here:
► Party
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It's the repetitious legwork.
[ Could use some upper body workouts too but, it'd be weird if he started doing push-ups in class or something... ]
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[In the meantime, Morgan will chill. Watch the TVs. Eat a Chicken Whizee or two. Live life.]
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[Man, this is pretty great. He rolls out a good half foot or so of tape before ripping it off. It's just. He wants to touch it. Such gentle adhesion. He just stands there and sticks/unsticks his fingers for a long and silent moment. Fascinated.]
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I'll leave it with you for awhile then. I should go check up on the other room and make sure they aren't getting up to anything. [ Probably not anyway, afternoons are so quiet. ]
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All right. Tell them I said hi! [He stops sticking his fingers long enough to wave Andy off.]