Evan glanced up from the crayon drawing he’d been doodling to meet Michael’s eyes. “Heya, buddy. You don’t seem like you’re having all the great of a time.” Michael glanced at his friends behind him, who each wore a matching animatronic mask. Evan’s eyes widened. “Mikey, no, I’m having lots of fun, I promise-“ The four boys grabbed Evan and hoisted him into the air, laughing. “Mikey, please, what are you doing?!” Evan shrieked.
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