Steve's managed to pick up a fair few baskets of fruit and vegetable on offer at the fair while he was out. But he lives alone and produce spoils quickly. Steve's frozen much of the fruit to use later, but a few stir fries later most of the vegetable is used up and the rest is starting to look a little wilty. He's not too keen on Just having a salad for lunch and is futzing about the kitchen when his phone goes off.

His brow raises a little to see Gil's name at the head of the message.

Sure. What time? Best fling himself through a shower Now real quick so he's got a better chance at not making them have to wait up for him. He nearly trips on some newspaper still set out while one of his
art projects dries but manages to catch himself. When was the last time he did laundry?

There's something clean in here, surely.

It'll take me about fifteen minutes to drive into town but I can leave whenever. He finally adds to his original text once he's pulled on a fresh set of clothes.