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"Follow me." Jamie walked to the staircase, stopping first at the vending machines. He knew Damien said he would treat him, but he didn't want to be that friend. The one that always mooches off of the others. So he bought himself some chips and a Coke. Then, he walked up the staircase to the very top where there was a single door. It was clear no one used it, and almost seemed rusted shut. Jamie pressed hard on the handle of the door. He leaned into it, pressing his shoulder and the rest of his body weight into the door, and sure enough, it flew open. There was a reason not many people knew about this entrance. It took someone of reasonable strength to get that rusted door open, and Jamie was a lot stronger than he looked. "Here we are." He said as he walked out onto the roof.
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