Well. This is...honestly probably not your best idea. But it could work out a bit for you.
Granted, you don't know WHAT you're hoping to catch Ms. Broodal doing. You have repeatedly (and I mean repeatedly) reported her...less than savory backhanded statements about humans but she was good enough at keeping a lid on her apparent specism to avoid any punishment. Perhaps you were just hoping that she was dumb enough to do something else equally if not more unethical in her probably assumed private backstage office in the drama department...which is why, after stashing the size ray behind a potted plant near the backstage area and using it to shrink yourself to about an inch tall, slipping into her office.
A purple carpeted room with lilac colored walls and victorian style furniture. Apparently Ms Broodal, and this does not surprise you one bit, went with a Vanity Desk light by glowing spherical lights around a mirror, the desk itself covered with diffrent makeups. Well, if anything interesting is here its gonna be somewhere on that desk, so you might as well start climbing...
About 20 minutes of making progress later and you hear booming footprints, and the door swings open, revealing...Harriet Broodal, the drama teacher you were, in fact, here to spy on. But how far into the room (and therefore how immediate the danger your in) are you?
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