Your phone lights up with a new text."Alarm status?"
You check the town's emergency 'BOYS' sign, but there's no flashing lights. Thank God.
As you type out a response, a spike of paranoia suddenly grips you. You check the sign, and cold terror grips your spine as you realize: someone has stolen the lightbulb.
The boys are back.
@heatherhorns Thank god they’re not after my milkshake or my humps. My lovely lady lumps are all that keeps my gay family sustained
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