Wordle 542

As they stepped over the threshold Derek frowned, DJ Turt’s expression suggested he wasn’t unamused, and Derek suppressed a smirk.

Of course, this was his design, for the other was determined to stay hidden in his shell, but here amidst the sweaty bodies, deafened by the pounding noise, DJ Turt had no choice but to perform.

“Hey mate, can I?”

The other shrugged and entering the booth he grinned; time to stick their necks out and show these turkeys how to fiddle the dials.

Quickly he placed DJ Turt on the vinyl.

It was time for the turtle to spin.

Wordle 542

© NopeNotPam

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