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Skeleton Keys

Sanz let out an audible groan at the whine coming from over the fence


"Are you so against any kind of legitimate physical exertion? You body feels like a soft china doll, something that would shatter in my hand if I squeezed it too hard."


He pulled himself halfway up the fence, allowing his head to peek over


"This isn't difficult. In case you hadn't noticed, I can only use one arm and did it just fine."
 
"Yeah but you're like... ripped and all manly." Sage told him. She was sure she could climb over the fence... anyone could climb over a fence. She just didn't want to climb over it. "Also.. that's why I always tell you you have to be gentle." She then jumped up and started to climb. The chain links kind of hurt her fingers.
 
"Being gentle isn't a luxury I'm necessarily going to have."


Sanz dropped down from where he had been holding himself up and started to walk away from the fence. They had ended up in what looked like the town dump, with piles of garbage everywhere.
 
"This is quant...." Sage commentary in her every bubbly way, she sat on the fence at the moment, getting good look of the area before hopping over.
 
"We can save 10 minutes by cutting through here. Plus, no one in their right mind is going to be here at this hour."


Sanz cut through the debris around him in a very deliberate pattern, suggesting he had been there more than a few times. It took about five minutes for them to reach yet another fence, though this one posed a slight problem.


"Really? When the fuck did they put barbed wire on top of that thing? Were there really that many people cutting through here?"
 
"Well... I left my wire cutters at home today, so I guess we better go find another way around." Sage said with a long sigh and a deep shrug.
 
Sanz narrowed his eyes and looked around the immediate area


"No, we're just going to have to go a different way."


He walked about 20 feet over to the side of where he had been looking. the bottom of the fence had come loose from the dirt, and was starting to rust away from the wall. A pull on his end caused it to raise up just enough for a person to crawl underneath


"Guess there wasn't much point to that shower was there?"
 
"Are you serious?" Sage asked him. "I'm using yours when we get there..." Sage told him before walking over and grabbing the rusted gate, "cripples first..." She offered.
 
Sanz let out another sigh.


"Fine."


There was some grunting as he squeezed his way through. Sage wasn't able to hold the fence up quite as far as he had, plus he was much broader. Once through, he dusted off his jeans and pulled the fence aside


"Next."
 
"Ehh..." Sage said slowly before getting down much like he did, though she was trying to go through with minimal sliding and more walking on her knees to keep stains from her clothing.
 
Sanz rolled his eyes as Sage crawled his way through the opening. He couldn't avoid getting dirt and dust on his pant legs of course, and the bottom of the fence left some rust across the back of his shirt


"Is there a reason you were button-up shirts everywhere? They aren't exactly conducive to doing much of anything effective."


Sanz let down the fence as he waited for Sage to stand back up
 
"Because.. they are classy! The ladies love.... oh.. my god." Sage said her hands reached behind her in a failed attempt to touch her own back. "Sannnnzzzyyy... Look what you did!?" She told him turning around and pointing at her back so he could see it.
 
Sanz raised an eyebrow at Sage's initial statement before letting out a groan.


"It's just some rust, it'll wash off. You were the one who crawled on your knees instead of your belly."


He shook his head and kept walking, shortly arriving at the same suburb where Sage had followed him earlier, though they came out through the back of someone else's yard this time


"So . . . the ladies love button up shirts?"
 
(Yep... sorry, i'm the worst...)


"What? Jealous?" She asked him with a grin. She looked around after following him, only to get a small feeling that she was actually going to be arrested for trespassing... which was better than prostitution you guessed.
 
(It's fine, don't worry about it. I was super busy over the weekend anyway)


"No, just that you haven't exactly been subtle with your advances . . . so I assumed you swung the other way. Or are you just not picky?"


Sanz threw himself over another fence, coming up to the sidewalk of the neighborhood.


"By the way, be careful about the rose bushes. The old lady who lives here is probably asleep right now, but she'd throw a fit if she found them disrupted when she woke up"
 
"Roses..." Sage said to herself softly. She admitted, it was her favorite flower. She resisted the urge to pick one before jumping over the fence. Took some effort like normal, but she eventually made it over. "I'm Bisexual. Gender is not my main concern, both feel pretty good in bed." Sage told him.
 
Sanz rolled his eyes at the comment and continued walking


"You would screw just about anything wouldn't you?"


Without warning, he turned to the right, going up the walkway to a fairly small house. It lacked a driveway, and had very little yard to speak of. If more than two people lived there, it would get crowded very easily
 
"Nah... I do have a few standards." Sage said following him. Not really... that statement was pretty right on the dot.
 
Sanz let out a chuckle as he pulled a ring of keys out from his pocket and fiddled with the door in front of him


"Truly? Do enlighten me then."


He opened the door and walked in, leaving it slightly open for Sage to follow. Inside was much as the way he had left it. There was still a lamp dimly lit on the table in the center room, throwing its light into both the kitchen and the room with his workout equipment. Leaning up against it was his book bag, with a metal plate just big enough to fit inside lying on top of it
 
"Well... girls who are rowdy don't really do it for me.... But if it was my life or my purity... I would take one for the team." Sage said, though if she could... she'd proububly sleep with that gang leader. If she could do it without the thought of death looming over her head. "Buuut my eyes are for you... true love has fallen from the sky when I saw your fiery hair." Sage said with a grin.
 
Sanz let out an annoyed exhalation before reaching over and turning on the overhead lights


"Go ahead and sit down. I need to get something from upstairs."
 
Sanz looked at Sage over from the stairwell


"Go ahead and help yourself to something in the fridge."


With that, he walked up the stairs. Sanz quickly went into the bathroom and dove through a few things


"Come on, I know she left it somewhere around--aha!"


With a small plastic container in hand, he headed back down the stairs
 
Sage walked over to the fridge before opening it with purpose. She took a very long gander into his fridge. She seemed to think for a long time before pulling out several eggs and any kind of veggie or meat that seemed edible.
 
The fridge was surprisingly organized, considering the way Sanz seemed to act. There was a large mass of pepperoni lunchmeat, as well as some ham and turkey, but they were not nearly as plentiful. There were 18 eggs, and a lot of vegetables. Particularly there was a lot of broccoli an red onions. Sanz made his way into the kitchen to see Sage pulling several things out of his kitchen.


"Making yourself comfortable I see."
 

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