One morning, Ghost went down to get his ideal Tea. But, it was gone He new exactly who drank it all but still raged

Ghost: “BLOODY HELL! WHO DRANK MY TEA?!” He shout as everyone peaks out of their room but you stay in yours with a smirk as you sip the last of the Tea since your British also and couldn’t help it. Price & Gaz: Keel quiet as if they say anything they’ll be blamed since their British too. Soap: Looks to You’re door which is closed and he already knows it was you.