"Seriously." Chloe chides, reaching over to pop the door open for Charlie, foot still stuck on the gas pedal. "Haven't got all day to toy about with these clowns."
He needs less time than that to find a foothold firm enough to let him jump to the nearest lamppost, which he then proceeds to slide down. Nate had spotted Charlie limping, so he slows his sprint toward them to a trot once he's level with him.
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He needs less time than that to find a foothold firm enough to let him jump to the nearest lamppost, which he then proceeds to slide down. Nate had spotted Charlie limping, so he slows his sprint toward them to a trot once he's level with him.
"Need a hand?"