Behind the scenes
I was more than bewildered, what was this place?
“Thanks to you guys, we are late.” Clay says, scowling at us,
I saw his mouth move, but it wasn’t his voice, it was a deeper, scruffier voice, mechanical obviously, so they were not just hiding their faces, but the voices too.
Abed leaned into my ear, whispering,
“You aren’t wearing any underwear right?” his own voice was the same.
I shivered from the proximity, his voice and what he whispered to me. I nod, not trusting myself to speak.