Curiosity Killed the Cat

In the interest of preserving the privacy of the characters involved, all names have been kept anonymous ;op

I went shopping last night at KLCC with two friends, lets called them Jane and John. After a grande latte from Starbucks, Mother Nature was calling. Jane and I went to the ladies. Just as I came out of the ladies, I heard the message tone from my phone.

"John must be telling us where to find him so we can catch up with him," I thought to myself.

True enough, it was a message from John. It read:"I'm stuck in the fire escape."

Now I know why curiousity killed the cat.

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