The night before Halloween, we decided to carve a Jack
Skellington pumpkin. We lit our masterpiece with a battery powered tea candle
(because real tea candles are too mainstream) and turned off the light to see
our creation in it's full glory. Overcome with emotion, we burst into an
excited fit of giggles just as our wonderful RA, Dan, was walking by the
door. Hearing the ruckus, he knocked on the door to investigate the noise.
Thinking that it was Morgan coming back from rehearsal, we thought it would be
funny to hide and surprise her with the pumpkin in the dark. Dan, being the
responsible RA that he is, heard us screeching "HIDE!" to each other
and was distressed, thinking that he was about to bust us with alcohol. When
Jenny opened the door, he found three giggling girls hiding behind a table in
the dark with a glowing pumpkin in the middle of the room. It got better when
we realized it was Dan, not Morgan, and laughed even harder from sheer
embarrassment. Once he realized we hadn't broken any rules, including having a
real candle, Caitlin and Dan decided to do some martial arts in the living
room. That is the story of our awkward, giggly lack of rule breaking. The end.
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