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Chapter 10 by Linger Linger

How do you respond?

Chicken out, run for it!

You fling open the car door, mumble something about getting home, then make a mad dash into the darkness, leaving Tiffany and the car behind you. You run for what feels like an hour, then stop and catch your breath. This night has been an unmitigated disaster. First the popcorn, then you just bailed on the situation? God, you felt so stupid! You look around, trying to gather your thoughts, and luckily, you recognize the area, only a block over from your house. A short walk later, you find yourself putting your key in the door and walking inside.

Your mother is sitting there, watching the TV. "Wha- Doug? I didn't expect you to be home tonight! How did it go?"

She looks at you up and down, then sniffs the air. "Looks like you had fun! Tell me the details!"

You walk past her, up the stairs and into your room, discarding your ruined clothing and crashing into your bed. The last thought in your head is, Oh God, I have theater tomorrow.

What's the plan?

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