Not So Subtle (OTA)
A not so subtle black sedan pulled up the car port. The window were heavily tinted, but with the glare of the sun you could make out one figure of a young man with long black hair, and the hands of another giving him folders with papers inside. The youth looked - confused, if that was the best way to explain it, but looked to the driver listening and nodding intently.
He flipped open the folders and examined images before nodding again, and waiting as the driver's door opened. A man in a dark suit, and not-so-subtle black sun glasses stepped around and opened the door for Wendy. Wendy skipped out placing his bag over his shoulder and stepping away from the car to examine around him, turning to see the house making a very stunned look.
"oof!" he grunts as his bag is shoved into his hands and the man leans close whispering something. Wendy nods and shifts his bag over his shoulder, the man turns and heads back to the car. Shutting the doors and Wendy calls to him.
"Byyeeee, Wesley." he waves and gives a mock salute. The man gives a glimmer of a smile, then starts the car, backs out, and peels out heading away from the house. Wendy watches as the car disappeared from sight, then turned to face the house again giving a low whistle.
"Trippy... Okay. Uhm... People?" he addressed and peered around for a moment, spinning slowly on his feet before losing his balance and skipping around to regain it.
He flipped open the folders and examined images before nodding again, and waiting as the driver's door opened. A man in a dark suit, and not-so-subtle black sun glasses stepped around and opened the door for Wendy. Wendy skipped out placing his bag over his shoulder and stepping away from the car to examine around him, turning to see the house making a very stunned look.
"oof!" he grunts as his bag is shoved into his hands and the man leans close whispering something. Wendy nods and shifts his bag over his shoulder, the man turns and heads back to the car. Shutting the doors and Wendy calls to him.
"Byyeeee, Wesley." he waves and gives a mock salute. The man gives a glimmer of a smile, then starts the car, backs out, and peels out heading away from the house. Wendy watches as the car disappeared from sight, then turned to face the house again giving a low whistle.
"Trippy... Okay. Uhm... People?" he addressed and peered around for a moment, spinning slowly on his feet before losing his balance and skipping around to regain it.