River
After leaving the art room, we headed to the parking lot. When we got to the SUV, we headed to the back to put my pictures there. The SUV was locked and Legal had the keys in his pocket. "Damn it, I should've handed you the keys before we came out. I don't want to have to sit these on the dirty ground" he said.
"Here, lay them on the front of my scooter, and I'll help hold them so you can get your keys out," I told him. He laid them on the front of my scooter and I held onto them, and he kept hold of them on his end with one hand. And used the other to get his keys out. He hit the lock button and the back opened. We heard a bike approaching us as the back hatch opened up.
Legal tensed up and looked around to see where it was at. Once he saw that it was a prospect, he was fine.
