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You held your sunglasses in your hands, checking to make sure they were in working order. (B/F) had destroyed one of your pairs and tried to put it back together, doing a pretty good job at that, but that made your job of making sure you didn't grab that pair harder.
You deemed the pair suitable and slipped them on, seeing everything become darker. You were wearing a fairly flexible outfit that you didn't remember getting and your tennis shoes. Standing next to a shelf with many games, you flipped the cases that were upside down or put in the wrong way. [Outfit below]
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Cosette checked her watch, counting down the time until this boring day was done. Right at 4 she tossed her hands up in the air, letting out a short cheer, then flipped the switch on the Open sign.
"I'm home free!" She shouted, rushing around the shop to turn off the consoles and TV and lock up the cash register. You watched her, deciding not to step in if she's taking care of everything. Besides, Mark would be here anytime now.
A loud honk from outside 5 Lives made you and Cosette turn to look at who it was, and to your joy, it was Mark. "Goodbye Cosette!" You waved and headed out the door, stopping far enough away that he can see your whole body. You ran your hands from your shoulders to your feet in one quick gesture. "Is this good?" He ran his eyes up and down your outfit then nodded. You got in the passenger side and shut the door after yourself.
"Are you ready?" Mark asked. He wasn't wearing glasses, much to your surprise. He looked just as handsome without glasses. You struggled to avoid showing any external reaction at your own strange thoughts.
"I think so...Do I need anything else?" You'd never been rock climbing, but it couldn't be too different than climbing on the wall in gym at school, right?
"I've got everything else you need," he said, pulling out of the 5 Lives parking lot. He drove down the road, the silence alright with him, but it was slightly bothersome to you. If you were alone in your car, you were perfectly fine with no noise besides the car's steady hum and creaks when turning. But unlike in your car, you weren't alone right now, and you felt the need to fill the silence or the atmosphere would turn awkward.
"Any tips?" You asked, facing him with a curious expression. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye before turning the steering wheel to head down another street.
"If you think you're gonna fall, tell me." That unnerved youーa lot. "We aren't going to climb too high since you haven't done this before, but it would still hurt if you fell. As long as you tell me, I should be able to stop you from falling."
"Ah," was all you said.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine," he put his hand on your thigh and gave you a calming smile.
Less than 10 minutes later the car pulled up to face a large boulder. The rock was colored rust orange and sunset red, lots of crevices and ledges decorating the face you could see. It didn't look like hand/footholds would be hard to find, that would make your job easier, but nothing about rock climbing was easy.
