"She's heavy, isn't she? That's why you didn't want us to see her."
"Everett, you're being silly. If she were a heavy woman, we would have heard her leaving."
"Ah, guess you're right... Plus, there's no way she could have jumped out of that window by herself. I guess the lunch ladies are out."
Everett turned to Solomon with a raised brow. "Unless you tossed her out."
Solomon paused with a cup mere inches from his lips. "...Why would I do something like that?"
"I mean, if she's with you, then she clearly must like it rough."
"I can't tell you how I know... but just know you aren't far off the mark." Raizel grumbled.
Raunchy laughter ripped through the room, all at Solomon's expense. As the butt of the joke, he was inclined to drop his fist on the heads of everyone present, but he couldn't find it within himself to do so.
