A Night… I 67A

As the sleek car they had never seen before but were being driven in slowed to a stop before a large building with people and cameras between the car and the entrance, Tom was looking at the sleeves of his suit for the umpteenth time since he took it from Toby. Sawyer chuckled shaking his head. “Would you stop.”

“I just can’t get over how he knew my size. It fits perfectly.”

“So what?” Sawyer turned away when a burst of light hit his eyes. Flash after flash from cameras that weren’t even on them.

Tom groaned suddenly. “My eyes.” He said as he rubbed them.

Sawyer smirked as he said, “Brace yourself.” For both of them than just Tom.