Who: Gold, Silver, Lash on support, not Knuckles at all, he's off with his girlfriend, how convenient.
What: Taking Silver's clothes off their hangers in his closet.
Where: Silver's dorm number whatever the fuck it is. BE-01, apparently.
When: Night.
Warnings: Hot, hot, sex.
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And Knuckles wasn't there. He was off with his Girlfriend.
HOW CONVENIENT!
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Oh well; there was no backing out now.
With his shoes removed for extra stealthiness, he slid to a stop once he reached Silver's door. He tapped his earpiece, blindly feeling around for the button Lash had shown him to press to talk. "-kay I'm he-" was, mostly likely, what was heard on the other side. Unsure if he was doing it right, he frustratedly removed the earpiece, straining his eyes to find the button. He put the microphone up to his mouth and tried again.
"Okay, I'm here," he tried again, clearer this time. With his against the wall, he rocked back on his heels and waited for instructions from Lash.
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"Alright!" Her voice was in Commanding Officer mode - a little harsher than usual with a hint of don't make me repeat myself if you value your life. "Check if his door is unlocked. Remember to use your gloves..you don't want to leave behind any evidence." At least for now. It would be pretty easy to figure out what had happened when Gold wore his friend's clothes the next day.
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"Okaaaaay," he replied, quietly, once the gloves were on. He shifted towards the door, wriggling the doorknob a little. "Locked."
Well, that was going to make things difficult.
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