"Hey, Ginger!" Ginger turned around to find out who had called her. It was Benson. and he was running torwards her. "What's wrong?" Ginger tilted her head in confusion. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I found this abandoned stage full of old Requisiten and costumes and whatnot. Wanna check it out?" "Seriously? I Liebe old theather stuff! HFG! Du gotta come with us!" Benson's smile faded away. "Nah. I've been their before. Du two go ahead." "Oh, then, well okay. I'll see Du later." Ginger sagte sadly. "See Du later, Ginger!" Ginger got in the golf karte, warenkorb with Benson and they drove off. Their was a long silence...
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