The sooner you leave, the better

“There’s no way I’m making it there without getting seen in my current state. Sooner that happens, sooner I’m face to face with an unhappy someone.”

“Yeah. That’s fair. Just wish I wasn’t leaving my clothes behind.” You say disappointedly. You look back at the tool shed where both your swimsuits had snagged and fallen. An employee was investigating the racket that was heard from there. He knelt down, picked at both the suits, and glared over the crowd. He stood back up and kicked the net back inside, not bothering to even get the suits off. He closed the door, ridding you of your last hope of going back.

“Like you won’t be getting reimbursed. Plus an extra sum for the exposure.” She adds. This may be turning over a new stone for her. You’re beginning to see the potential in her loyalty. Too bad you are a prime target of hers.

“If you mean that, I’ll march out there right now and carry you out the front.” You joke.

“I still need you to get me out stealthily!” She looks around a bit. “Though simply sneaking around the gate might draw even more attention. Would it be better to dash out there?”

“Ah shit. You might be right. What do we do?”