You impaitently wait until the car you are in reaches its destination. Geez takes long enough. The carbon dioxide was making you sick and you were getting particually claustophobic. But you were sure it was worth it.

The car suddenly came to a jolty stop and you breathed a small sigh of relief. At least you could get out now. Or could you? What happens if you get caught getting out the car and you get arrested by the cops? It was like robbing a store and just walking out of it as if you have done nothing.

Should you get out now

or

Wait till later?

You can't stand it any longer. . .

With a great heave, you opened the car boot door open. The car just stopped and the guys hadn't come out of the car yet.

You eagerly wait outside the back door of the car. You quite fancied the black town car limo, but you preferred the people who were inside it. Your heart was beating a million miles a minute. What in the world were you going to say??

"Um. . . hi, can I have your autograph?" You said before you realised they had come out. You felt so stupid, you really wanted to say "Excuse me [insert man of your dreams name here] , would you mind accompanying me to a night of passionate fantasy at the back of your limo?" I mean, who wouldn't say no to that??

"Sure," The sweet Deacy replied. "Who should I make it out to?"

You said your name and he wrote it in the correct spelling (aren't you so surprised how many retards can't spell Eleanor or Sarah??). You also got pictures and autographs of the rest of the group.

"How did you get here in the first place?" Brian asked curiously.

"Oh, just in via boot." You told them the story, as they impaitently wait to get into the club.

Not long later, you lost your babes as you did not have the courage to invite yourself to go with them. You looked around. You had absolutely no idea were the hell you were.

Go back in the car

Get a taxi home

or

Stay where you are?

Maybe later. . .

Minutes by minutes go by. You feel weak and suffocated. You try to open the boot door. Your puney and weak body can't withstand the strength of pushing open the huge gateway out. You couldn't scream, your throat was dry with semi-toxic air; you were to weak to make any noise whatsoever. You eventually fainted. About 9 hours later you were found. To this day it is a mystery how you ever survived. . .

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