You crawl out and you notice that everyone has left and your alone in the locker room with the noise of a dripping shower.
"Drat," you mutter and gather your stuff and carefully load the blue bottle of Pixie Drink into your backpack,good thing it has a cork.
You walk out of the locker room and stop and think:How should you give it to your team mates?
You shortly decide that you'll do it later and put it in the water tank in two days so you head out into the dark parking lot and it begins to rain, just your luck.
You begin to run down the street as the rain begins to pour and sheet lighting fills the sky.
Your almost home and you slip and fall. You push yourself up and your covered in mud.
You groin and mummble,"It just can't get worse!"
You stand up and you:
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