by Simon Kipling » Wed Oct 24, 2012 5:45 pm
Simon was already pulling his trunk off the roof of the car when Sarah asked him to help. He popped open the lid and turned it upside down to dump a pile of formerly clean and freshly-pressed clothing onto the driveway.
"You know, I probably haven't been given proper clearance again. I could get in trouble for this." He said, pulling the false bottom out of the case to reveal his uniform and other paraphernalia.
"Don't wait for me, I'll catch up."