Sweats, shirts, shorts, pajamas, sweat-suit, socks, sandals, tennis, some reading, groceries… It’s just missing my toilet bag, and I’ll be good. Visibly, Duster don’t find nothing funnier than throwing my lubricant bottle inn my case. Like I need this…
“Are you serious, here?”
“So what? It can still be useful, you never knew.”
“Except that it’s a pleasure trip, it’s a business trip.”
“Maybe. But for all I know, you’ll finish to hump her, this weasel.”
“That’s always a pleasure talking with you, honestly!”
“Oh please, I’m doing this for you.”
He looks me in the eyes before complaining and mumbling: “You really suck, we can never have fun with you!”
While he continues to complain, I mime him, amused.
CLIP! CLAP! That’s it, my case is ready, for now.
One Last Check
[i]Get everything check out before the great start...[/i]
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Characters and story © Me
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