Today's OneWord: Pits

"This is the pits."

"Relax, Andrew," I murmured. "Just another hour and then we can head home."

"I don't know why we have to do this. I mean, just because Daniel told us to doesn't mean - "

"I know, but just...do this for a friend, okay?"

I readjusted my binoculars as Andrew kept his crouched position behind the juniper. Sarah was leaving the restaurant soon. With who, we didn't know yet.

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