How does their second streak fare?
Surprisingly well
It was early into the evening, meaning the roads had fewer people. Rush hour had already come and gone, meaning there were fewer cars to hide from. Noah was more determined than ever to find out who their attackers were, almost making him ignorant to his nudity. Jordan felt scared at first, but started to feel safer with Noah. His boldness made her optimistic.
They managed to reach the campus with only a few cars having caught them. Most of their classes would have passed by now, leaving the clubs and the nighttime courses. They could still be caught, but only by a few groups instead of the whole college.
"Okay," Noah said once they were on campus. "They jumped us by the shrubbery after class. That was by the student center foyer."
"Where we had sex," Jordan muttered meekly.
Noah blushed at the memory, thinking that maybe the day hadn't been completely miserable. "Uh, yeah. Where we had sex."
They approached the building, scanning through the windows to see if anyone was there. Fortunately, it was completely empty and unlocked. The two raced inside and hurried along the hallway for the security office. Noah had passed by it when he went to the computer lab. Unfortunately, the office was locked.
"Damn," Jordan whispered. "I wish I had a lockpick or something. Do you...?"
"Uh, neither of us have pockets," Noah said.
Jordan turned away in embarrassment. She heard the sound of wood breaking and turned back to see Noah rubbing his shoulder and the door wide open.
"Noah! We're going to caught if they see this!" Jordan said.
"Look, it's been a long day and I'm still naked," Noah said. "I'm a little pissed off right now, and I want to get my stuff back."
Jordan took a deep breath. "Yeah, yeah, okay."
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