“Finally… home.” Noah Steele exhaled, leaning against the doorframe. “What a trip. Luckily, nobody saw me… uh, does this count as streaking?”
After a hot shower, he rubbed his dripping hair and muttered to himself, while his mind couldn’t help but wander down some… questionable paths.
“Good thing Mom’s at the hospital with Dad. Otherwise… explaining why I’m running around naked… robbed? Who would believe that? Did the thief have some weird obsession with clothes? Two guys, naked, together…”
Noah shook his head violently, shivering at his own imagination. “Ugh… I can’t think about this anymore, I’m gonna—ugh…” He gagged a little, pushing the mental image far away.
“Oh, right! I haven’t tried [Insight] yet. Let’s see what this baby can do.” His excitement overtook his previous disgust as
