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"You sure this isn’t gonna hurt?" Calvin asked.

"Trust me, dude. I’ve done this a thousand times," Dave replied, barely managing to hide his excitement.

"Alright… just don’t make me do any stupid shit, okay?"

"You have my word. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to hit the little boys' room."

We watched as Dave turned the corner and disappeared down the hallway.

"How long do you think he’ll be in there?" Calvin asked.

"Only a couple of minutes," I said. "You’d be surprised how quickly a human can disappear into thin air."

"Right. Of course."

An awkward silence settled between us.

Then, right on cue, a cloud of mist whipped around the corner and shot straight into Calvin.

“Huh,” Calvin said, running his hands down his chest. “Y’know, I wasn’t expecting him to feel like this.”

“Well… what do we do now?” I asked. “Maybe we should’ve asked him before you took him over.”

He grinned.

“Well, as Calvin, I think... I should do stupid shit.”

I sighed.

"Great thinking, Cals."