"Take off your clothes and put them inside the basket--the glasses and the earring too," Noah told Andrew as the car rushed through the street. This time, he was in the driver's seat while the idol stayed in the back.
"O-okay..."
Andrew immediately did as he told; he still felt in a daze, and wasn't really sure if he was already safe or not. All he could do was do what he was told to do while trying to get rid of the gun image in his head. He wasn't the only one changing, however; Noah also let the car drive in autopilot while also taking off his clothes.
"There's a red bag on the side; you'll find a change of clothes over there," Noah pointed to the corner of the backseat. "Give the black bag to me."
Andrew opened the red bag after handing over the black one, finding casual clothes that weren't only right for his size, but also in his usual style. He would look like he was just going out to have a casual drink with his friends in a BBQ place or something.
