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Lawson looked under the door but could see no feet on the floor. Either it was a kid standing on the toilet or it was that ghost that haunted the toilets. Either way he didn't feel like dishing out his dirty laundry in front of them. "Sod off" he growled, in no mood to be polite.
*GASP!*Oh no this man....professor....goatee guru was NOT trying to tell Myrtle,
The Queen of Bathrooms, to leave? She was in a locked stall, for Peeves' sake! What if she had been a real child?
The ghost let out one loud sniffle and all was silent for one ominous moment. The next thing Marcus Lawson knew, Myrtle had popped out through Caroline Avalon's head and was sticking her tongue out him, with both of her eyes crossed and her fingers making rude gestures out from her ears.
"Booohoohoo," the ghostie moaned, still making a face. "You are RUDE."
She disappeared down the nearest sink and laid in wait, making loud tinkery noises within the pipe. He would regret trying to tell The Myrtle what to do.