★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry 87. Staircase Armed with skateboards in hand, Jun and Vinnie headed up to the seventh floor. The staircase had just been freshly polished so their wheels will slide faster than usual. “Okay, so we start off here and heads all the way down and into the Great Hall,” Vinnie said, setting her board down and readying her position. Jun nodded, sitting down on his and eyed the staircase. As long as he doesn’t break anything he was fine. Counting down, Jun dashed away and left Vinnie behind. Probably should’ve wore a helmet because now he rolling on the hard steps. Ugh why?
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