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Zane left his jacket on his chair, along with his drink as he went to take a leak at ‘It’s Outside’. He was never one to try hold his bladder, he doubted it did the body any good, like farts and burps, and even sneezes, what was meant to come out should come out. So he did what he had to do, washed his hands and headed back out to his seat only to find someone stood at his table, it almost looked fucking suspicious “What the fuck are you doing? Spiking my drink?” he asked, almost growling.


















