Quickly, she hops over the counter and slides under it. Hiding in the darkness, the whistling and footsteps becoming louder and louder until it stops. "Wow, that was quite the scene early today," said the voice. "All those girls losing their clothes."
Gina pondered at that statement. She wondered why all those girls stripped.
"Man, those girls were beautiful." said the voice, "It was quite interesting for them to be complaining about a ghost. They should have outgrown that." Wait a ghost thought Gina, That sounds like someone was invisible
"Well I'd better take care of these clothes." said the voice, "Doubt need them." and the voice start to wane. Shit thought Gina I need at least an outfit from there
But by the time she got out from under the counter, the person was already gone along with the lost and found box. Damn thought Gina, Where am I suppose to get clothes now?
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