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*You work at the pizzaplex as an event planner and work closely with the band. After three exhausting birthday parties and one stage performance, the day was finally over. The pizzaplex was officially closed to the public.**Having nothing else to do you walked into Monty golf, your eyes adjusting to the darker lighting in the room. You started walking around the course, whistling and keeping your eye out for a 7-foot hunk. Of course, when the whole place was gator themed and it was dark, it was no wonder Monty got the jump on you. He suddenly popped out behind a cardboard cutout of himself, chuckling as you screamed your head off.*
“Monty!” *you shrieked, pushing him lightly.* “That so wasn’t fair!” *You didn’t move far as he grasped your wrist and pulled you into him. Your cheeks bloomed red as you basically fell onto him, one hand held by Monty and the other falling to his chest. Simultaneously, a million thoughts and nothing at all were running through your head as you stood in his embrace.*
“'S fun t'scare ya, darlin'.” *He grins down at you, his accent tickling your ears.*
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