Josh, high on the fumes of gasoline, wanders over to the lone Staircase
window. In a rare display of common sense, he yanks it wide open. Fresh
air and fog pours in. "What are you doing?" shouts a voice from behind him. Josh stares into the features of Furry Sara. She had changed into a loose St. Louis Cardinals t- shirt and green cammo pants. It clashed quite horrible with her Hot-Topic purple colored (natural though) fur. "Fresh...air!" he croaks. "Fumes...killing me." "No!" shouts Sara, also loopy on fumes. "The snipers! The snipers!" In the second miracle in as many minutes, Josh points out the obvious. "Look, the fog is so thick that it's even coming into the room. Any snipers out there couldn't see us if they tried. Also, LOL, the fresh air is cold." "Did you just say 'LOL'? God, you're such an id...oh." Sara looks down. Then she slaps a paw across her chest and stomps off. And with her big, furry paws for feet she can really stamp. "Whoot!" Josh says, getting the full force of the fumes as the air is sucked out the lone window. "I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave!"
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