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TITLE: You’ve been hit by

You’ve been struck by

|| Vincent and Marcus

12:06 AM 

“Pssst.” Marcus was dramatically hiding underneath a bush waiting for Vincent to get closer. Vincent rolled his eyes, yet still ducked beneath the bush with Marcus.

The two met up at the dead of night. High fives were shared, pats on each other’s backs were given. The both of them stealthily made their way round the campus to the dorm rooms and apartments of the few targets they had in mind.

Arriving at Stephanie Daniel’s office, expecting it to be locked - their suspicions confirmed after giving the handle a try anyway, Vincent whipped out a set of keys he had sweet talked off one of the janitors and spent a little time identifying which one was the master key. Marcus kept watch for the time being, in case Daniels suddenly decided she wanted to come back for some late night paper work. The door cracked open followed by some hushed celebration. They started off simple, carefully Marcus lined up an air horn to the point where the door handle would hit it when opened, while Vincent duct taped it to the wall. They did the same with her computer chair, pre-adjusting it so it would be too high and as soon as she lowered it back down she might get another shock. A couple of loud surprises awaited Daniels the next morning.

The two men walked past Dylan Cromwell’s office, and wondered if they could get away with something of this nature with her. They both decided they enjoyed their respective bodies in one piece, and moved along, leaving the eldest of the Cromwell sisters’ office untouched.

Next on their hit list was Eric. Marcus had pre printed fifty pictures of cats in various sizes and had them all cut out. Distributing half to Vincent they started to hide them and incorporate them into various things in Eric’s office. Some were obvious like the two that were now either side of his monitor while others were subtle, one was stuck on the corner in the ceiling. It might take Eric a couple of months to find them all. In good faith, they left a note to be ‘helpful’.There are 52 cat pictures hidden in your office. Good luck. 

Stopping off at the staff room they left a beautifully perfect looking sealed box of donuts with the words ‘Enjoy!’ neatly scrawled on top. What actually awaited inside were some cut vegetables and some dips, with a quote inscribed on the inside lid, ‘Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food. -Hippocrates’. The campus officers might be disappointed to find this after their night shift. 

Passing by the dorms, they couldn’t resist also surprising a student or the students in the morning. Hoping most of them would be sound asleep and in bed by now, they picked one door, Alex Cromwell’s room, and lined the whole thing in a various colours of post it note.

A few dorm corridors ended up lined with the same picture of Nicolas Cage.

Plenty of dorm toilets were covered in cling film.

Zoey had finally settled onto the couch in the common area of the Air dorms, watching television. She was watching some kind of trashy reality television show that made her giggle at the senseless fights that the ladies and guys often got into. She sat, eating popcorn, engrossed in the show that was playing out on her screen. It felt nice to sit in silence, watching tv. No one was roaming about, and her roommate wasn’t there to bug her either. She was grateful of that. She grabbed her bottle of water, taking a sip, chuckling as a shoe went flying and names were called. Recklessness, even in television form brought her joy. She felt like this would be the most chill time she’d had all weekend and it was long overdue.

End of the day

Finished with most of his work for the day, Marcus was so ecstatic. For some reason today had been an amazing day, Eric and him found a kitten and he was just having a really good time. Why is all this smiling so foreign to me? Practically dancing out of his office, about to lock it up for the rest of the night, he accidentally bumped into Zoey once again. This was going to be fun.

“Oh, hey, what’s up?”

Hour 5 - Suspicion

Zoey was sitting in the dining hall, having lunch. Her phone in hand scrolling through the latest social media posts from her cheer squad friends. She rolled her eyes as everything seemed just a little bit lame. On such occasion when she looked up, she happened to see Professor Ridley there. Her eyes lifted to his, and she began to wonder what this man was planning. She looked down at her food, making sure nothing was out of the ordinary, but she couldn’t shake the suspicion that he was up to something. “Stop following me,” she mouthed, figuring that he was trying to make her afraid, but she wasn’t. She gave a tight smile before getting back to her food, seemingly without a care. 

Hour 1 - Paranoia 

Busy but no less cheerful, Marcus was strolling down the corridor on the way to the labs, half concentrating on the papers in his hand. Turning a corner though he spotted Sinclair, now a target of his practical jokes. Saying nothing he gave her a pointed nod, a stupid grin on his face- this was still an inopportune time to scare her yet, she was still expecting it. Saying no more he looked back down at his paper.