The Dead Poets
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Charlie, being Charlie..or Nuwanda? Whatever that stupid nickname was. He snuck out and went to a party. Usual Dalton behavior. He found a group of girls and ‘swooned’ them as he said.
Now, after throwing the raggedy guard dog a few treats they were on their way to the school a few blocks away from them. Where the girls Charlie met went.
“I don’t know about this?..It’s sounds-“
Cameron protested as usual. He was always iffy about sneaking out.
“Then stay in the dorms.”
Charlie said mockingly as he led the way.
They got there and your friend secretively opened the door. Revealing the Charlie met awhile ago.
The dorm was huge. A room for each girl, a bathroom, and a main common area.