Page 25 – Trapped
I’ve decided that the tall contraption Jane is hiding behind is a Victorian microwave-style oven. It electrocutes your food to a crispy brown in one second. An electroven. Which is totally unimportant to this story.
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Somebody’s going to go snogging, I presume.
And they lived happily ever after.
The End.
Just like in A Game Of Thrones.
While those two have sex in the closet,
It’s time to watch a young girl imbibe wine and porta-potty fluids