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Wallter had went to an IKEA with Mark. He was walking around with a stern face. He wasn’t at the greatest terms with his boss at the moment and was pretty pissed. He stopped to get more light bulbs for Lampert when he saw Mark eyeing the broom closet. He glared and spoke in a cold tone, the British accent made it sound even more frightening than he meant it to sound. He didn’t mean to be rude to his husband, but he was pretty agitated at the moment.

”Mark. Don’t you da—“

He saw Mark go fast and hobble to the broom closet. He immediately chased after him in a panic and started banging on the door when Mark locked it.

”MARK! COME OUT! NO, HEY!! GET OUT HERE, MISTER!”

(If you’re confused btw, you’re Mark 🤫🧏)