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Peeping Toms

"Cadet Gryffon, do you mind if I borrow some of your time?"

Creed swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His pulse elevated as he got up from his seat.

"Yes, of course, ma'am!" He took a tone that couldn't be any more respectful. Yet, his armpits were drenched, "How can I help you?"

"No! Not here!" She shook her head and moved towards the exit. 

Creed had no choice but to follow her outside. His legs were jello and his brain was melting. He cursed himself for showing off too much.

While this happened, Jake and Fang peered at each other; utterly clueless. They both slack-jawed, their eyes shook in their sockets as if they both had the same question for each other, 'What is happening?'.

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