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A Micro Summernight's Daydream (Part Three: Final)

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“CHACE! DOWN HERE BUDDY! DON’T GO, LOOK BACK! CHACE!!” I scream at the top of my lungs in an earnest attempt to get my roomy’s attention, but it’s just no use. “Damnit ...” As I close my eyes and try to quiet my mind, a million thoughts begin buzzing around in my ear, and it becomes damn-near impossible.

But then, in the middle of all the chaos, I hear the sound of booming footsteps as they urgently approach the bathroom. “Chace?!” ... ... a moment passes, then another, before I finally realize that something's definitely different. These footsteps couldn’t’ve belonged to Chace; they were much too heavy ... “WHEWWW, FINALLY! I THOUGHT THAT CLASS WAS NEVER GOING TO END!”

“LUCAS?!”

No more than a few seconds after the name had escaped my lips, the imposing jock had already yanked off his clothes and tossed them idly to the far corner of the “empty” room.

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