A short update but I really wanted to end there for today ;)

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Their teacher grabbed a pile of documents as they invited them to follow her. They walked in the corridors of the first floors, with a view on the courtyard. The two girls and their friends spotted each other, waving hi. Nothing indicated this would be the last time they would be able to see each other.

On the way, Marinette and Alya gave a few glances toward the pile of documents, the first two of the pile sent a few chills down their spines: their death certificates, one for each, only missing a signature. They knew this initiative was supported administratively by the mayor and its government, declaring them dead was probably that.

Once they entered the toilet room, the construction professionals were putting the finishing touches. On a small stool, the girls noticed the two collars waiting for them. “We are here.” Bustier announced to the workers. “Perfect, we are ready to seal the door, just put the suckers inside and that should be good.” This surprised the girls, they didn’t expect it so soon. But without a word they stepped inside, still naked, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

It felt weird as the toilet wasn’t made to have room for two, they had to stay really close, but as they said, this never was about female comfort. The main worker put a paste on the door and closed it, after barely a second his voice resonated. “Try to push it open?” Alya did so. Nothing. “It doesn’t move.” that was it, they would never leave this room.