You slowly climb out of the pile of clothing on the and being to wander round, at first aimlessly. To the right of you is a gym bag, the opening of which is at your level on its side. It's Joel's bag, everything else is hanging up on the hook. Despite being a a little perverted at times he does like to keep things tidy. However, as you approach the opening of the bag you catch a whiff of the contents, tidy and clean are clearly two separate things.
You figure the best place to be right now would be in Joel's pocket, but that's rather quite far away. A you start to think about your options you hear someone coming into the locker room. You can't afford to be found, who knows what will happen? In a panic you search for a hiding place, the nearest being the open bag infront of you. Taking a deep breath you jump in.
You bury yourself down into the numerous clothes inside, trying to ignore the faint musky smell. You poke your head out of your hiding place and see Joel standing over you.
"How could i forget" He whispers to himself under his breath. He looks through his locker, then through his clothes still unable to find the illusive item. He bends down to his bag bringing his arm in to feel about. It brushes passed you but he doesn't feel anything preoccupied with his search.
"Ah!" He exclaims. As he begins to tug the fabric out you go with it. Your world goes dark as your face is obscured by whatever it is as Joel begins to put it on.
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