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shirtsnotred.livejournal.comShaun had found himself staying in the Tarzan Treehouse, all the beds there were hard, but he didn't mind at all, instead, he had taken a pile of shirts from a random souvenir shop and trying to make himself comfier. Never to be without his cricket bat or bottles of moonshine, Shaun had also nicked a bag from the souvenir shop. Walking around, he had also found himself in possession of a notebook and a pen. Time to explore, he thought to himself.
Throwing the map he'd taken from the entrance and a shirt in his bag, he walked down the stairs of the treehouse and headed out of Adventureland. He jotted down notes occasionally, reading them over and laughing quietly to himself. After about five minutes, he sat down on a park bench, leaning back and putting the notebook in his bag. Time to rest, he thought as he closed his eyes.
It was a few minutes later, when someone coughed, waking Shaun up. "What! What!" He shouted, falling off the bench with a loud 'thump!'
Throwing the map he'd taken from the entrance and a shirt in his bag, he walked down the stairs of the treehouse and headed out of Adventureland. He jotted down notes occasionally, reading them over and laughing quietly to himself. After about five minutes, he sat down on a park bench, leaning back and putting the notebook in his bag. Time to rest, he thought as he closed his eyes.
It was a few minutes later, when someone coughed, waking Shaun up. "What! What!" He shouted, falling off the bench with a loud 'thump!'
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