Second instalment! =)

Disclaimer in the first chapter.


II.

Ray exploded out of the cylindrical wicker laundry basket among a rain of various garments, sending the lid clattering to the floor, and clambered disgustedly out of said storage container, shaking himself like a grumpy wet dog to dislodge the more stubborn articles of clothing.

Bodie slipped out from behind the door, and helpfully plucked a vest from his friend's shoulder, the smirk upon his face that he made no attempt to hide making Ray snap the shirt in his hand at him irritably.

"Next time, you can hide in the laundry!"

Bodie shrugged complacently. "I wouldn't fit mate - but a Tom Thumb like you - "

The rest of the ex-merc's sentence was lost as Ray picked up the basket, and shoved it on Bodie's head amid a shower of clothes.

A slight pause and then Ray commented snarkily:

"You were saying - sunshine?"

Bodie pulled the basket off himself with some difficulty, letting it fall to the floor with a clatter, as, draped with various pieces of clothing, he frowned petulantly at Ray.

"Sheesh - temper, temper!"

A few minutes later, one of the laundrette staff would come downstairs, and stare in perplexity at the haphazard trail of laundry leading to the back door.


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~ Qalam