"Hey, Ginger!" Ginger turned around to find out who had called her. It was Benson. and he was running torwards her. "What's wrong?" Ginger tilted her head in confusion. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I found this abandoned stage full of old complimenten and costumes and whatnot. Wanna check it out?" "Seriously? I love old theather stuff! HFG! u gotta come with us!" Benson's smile faded away. "Nah. I've been their before. u two go ahead." "Oh, then, well okay. I'll see u later." Ginger zei sadly. "See u later, Ginger!" Ginger got in the golf kar, winkelwagen with Benson and they drove off. Their was a long silence...
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