♦︎┊ ❝Ah! I almost forgot about your clothes!❞ Almost threw them away for that matter; he's lucky her attention span hadn't lasted long enough during her cleaning spree to care. ❝Since we're in cruising altitude right now, go grab them. I think they're in the closet next to the bathroom. And put your clothes somewhere you won't forget them this time! Do you know how much explaining I had to do when one of our superiors stopped by for an inspection and saw your clothes lying around?❞
A downright nuisance, that! It was as if she could see his sneering face sticking his tongue out at her in her mind. ❝...and, I suppose so. I don't exactly have any at the moment.❞ To nobody's surprise, the work-a-holic doesn't often spend her time frolicking about the beaches. Although she'll admit choosing to go here without one was an oversight. ❝Frankly, Aventurine, I figured I'd drop you off there and babysit you while you lounged.❞
How about no? Well, not yet at least. He's having too much fun pulling the string on this thread and watching where it goes. "What is there for them to worry? Do co-workers not often mingle?" Personal as items were aside, he laughs at the thought. Wait. What is it that she just confessed?
"Hmm? None you say." Curious that. "Did Numby mistake it for a coin?" Harmless humor mauled and reeled in, the real dilemma faced now causes his expression to settle. Before quickly realizing within the same breath. "-well, I cannot imagine that being an issue." Why? Well. "Any location worth their salt surely has some on sale nearby. And if it isn't one," Ha! "Then a private spot might inspire an alternate choice. I'm sure you have something that could substitute?" Underwear. He's talking about underwear, clearly.














