amb:
===Scene interior: bathroom lock===
I throw open the door to an empty locker room, from the boring final few sprints. I was introduced extra training for the next match against teams from larger rivals, and felt like my performance this week will not cut it if I have only one person left in the gym this evening. I wipe and toss the wet towel in the bucket and head to my locker to start changing.

Bus:
 I pushed the door slowly and look shallow. After being relatively sure that I see or hear anything, only a little arrogant and cocky, I signal soup, follow me, and go into the locker room.
I see no one. I said they are all at home. This is fantastic.

Soup:
I slowly glance through the door, my ears listening intently for any hint problem. In the absence of discussion, I quickly pull, and push closed the door behind me.
Shhh. It may be Bathroom to control ghosts. I joke quietly, I sniffed a pair of lock for any flavor unusual. We are still a new one looking for?

Bamb that:
I start to peel my shirt, throwing it to the side, and then sit down and dig my phone out of my bag. I get out and pop my headphones getting specific music and answer a few texts. In general, if I'm here on the fence myself, I'm not in a hurry to get dressed and leave. I'm trying to think, just shower at home at night instead of having to use the facilities.

Bus:
Naaah man, it's like 9 at night. Why have one? I'm sure they just forgot to lock the door. I'm considering starting nearest row lock, just check which are unlocked and hide the shiny shop.
Anything that can prove that we are here. We can take some pictures to show him the actual article and then we'll have the dopest story ever! The girls will be falling on us, I'm sure.

Soup:
 I go to my eyes, Fox reviews, when I started gently pulling a few sets, metal, to see if the one lock reached for her opening. "Yes, because you only, so girls," I grimace irony. "Maybe someone in the team is super rich, and the rest like a bazillion dollars into their lock. It would be great to find out," I'm sitting on one benches and drag my tail around the floor, behind me, sweeping the ground some remotely funny.

Bamb that:
 A few minutes passed, I swear that I hear a metallic clicking sound from the other side of the locker room. I pause my music, and my ears flick throughout the world, monitor our surroundings. No, of course not, there will be someone else there, and I'm a bit of legend of the team being cursed, it's just a joke, so I get up from the seat and start looking around. All seems a blank in my immediate vicinity, so I start with the head on a Street Corner in the area with more lock on the other side shower. "Hello?" Is there someone there?"

Bus:
I gel, and rotation of the head direction of sound and exclamation. I realize that there is someone else present, and my eyes Dart around that I considered before I finally dive into the nearest open clear box. I leave open so my friends could follow me, waving desperately to them.

Soup:
 My ears stretch to and my eyes écarquillent. Anyone else here with us! I quickly looked for a hiding place, my eyes quickly meeting our Fox friends who took refuge inside the empty box, waved frantically to make a mark for me. I tiptoed on the floor, and quietly hop on a small, carton size water me-even uncomfortable, its against our mutual fluff, some offer a good cushion from the cold and hard inside the box. I paw and pull the door so quietly, I can do that silently in my head from the hinges well lubricated, just a little noise as I pull it off to.

Bamb that:
 I furrows my forehead, convinced that I heard someone off to lock. The sound was quite unique. I go into the next room and look around, looking at the slowly from side to side, but the view is not uncommon. I'm not in the room, in addition, I take the unusual aroma. It was... a fox? Not... a bit like a cat... whatever it was, it's not the one my teammates teams. I walk around the room quietly, trying to see if anything seems out of place. "Hey, where is it now? Is that you Jin?" He calls, thinking Maybe that the fox team is brought by his girlfriend through.

Bus:
 I Word of mouth I am more than I understand how to kiss situation. My friend told me that in 99 cases out of 100, place was empty after 8 and I was safe. I writhe a little in an incredibly confined space, trying to see the ventilation holes cabinet, and accidentally drag against the cat and the wall box, making almost imperceptible slide sounds. When I'm not sure that I'm stable I bend over, out, trying to look at the kind of person who took us and in the hope that he quickly agreed.

Soup:
 I put my foot in my mouth, not trying to get it. But after he was overthrown, Fox, my dark heart, and I began to understand quickly, try to be silent out of his window. "You're damn blurred idiots", I think I have the same when running scripts and forward my head to think of a plan of action. Say that we lost? It was a joke? Or just leave, and I hope he does not catch up with us? I barely time to solve it before it finds us, but I place, was reluctant to move

Bamb that:
 I look around him once more and my eyes set on one cabinet, where I swear you that I can hear the heavy breaths echo. I come around, and I what I think I heard from the trip. What? What the hell lock? I wonder now if I imagine something, but to put my mind at rest, I step from the Cabinet on the topic, and the book once with my fist, sending metal clanking echoed in the closet. "There are none in this area?"

Bus:
 I stand still, I can look at the Caracal through the vents, trying to stay unnoticed and safe. He suddenly from the book, I shudder and pull his foot into his mouth, blocking the sound, while the squat, and hoping it somehow can't understand that there are two of us here.

Soup:
 I slowly wobble my body down, out of sight, aeration, close my eyes, as I am really hoping that the Caracal does not dare to open the door, and will score below clothing. But before I here is quite low, my foot suddenly slips and I Clang heavily against the door, catching the fox by the ear reflex when I start reading backwards in a frenzy on the floor, a mess of tail and limbs. I shake my head vigorously, my dark heart, looking at the height, stern look the cat is on top of us. "u-uh... h-Hi" I stutter, my soul I scream to to how much pain I put "p-pranked! H rate... hehe," I mew, holding my tail nervously, confused as my eyes Dart around the room, trying to find a way

Bamb that:
My eyes écarquillent shock, and I step back to avoid the blow that clumsy cat kicked the door cabinet open. I can hardly believe what I see, what I encountered a fox and a cat tangled in the bottom cabinet. "Woah! What a kiss you? How have you been here?"

Bus:
I quickly find myself in a permanent position, even shorter than a cat that I look at it, but a little less chaotic mess of the tail, and can I first Thank you, my friend.
"U-uh, big fans? We're big fans of the team, and we lost, we had a tour of the building."
I guess, penetration, and, apparently, the only way that we came through for a chat, and try to make soup for the ears, I'm falling in my words.
"This is obviously not the bathroom, though, and we don't want, don't need basketball players, which is very busy, so we'll our way tremendous sorry for the trouble, have good night"