He was in the cabin banging around and swapping shirts when his phone went off. He stopped at the front door before he fired off the pool? so this wasn't just a shifting mishap. He didn't have to add 'lol' to that for her to know he was snickering under his breath. nope no knockout gas for me. guess they had to set up the party?
He went over the stuff one more time before setting off at a decent pace. Aaaah, the gate he'd picked was locked. He dug in the book bag he'd crammed the outfit in and found a piece of twine he'd shoved into one of the pockets on it, jogging to try the next gate. When he found it, he'd tie it open and text people, for fuck's sake, though their luck They would shut it again and change the open one. Still, had to try.