Aso-Designer

Joe snorted. “Ssso you remember me sssaying there was a cafe at the top but not that we needed to wear harness?” “C’mon Joe, we’re burning daylight.” Pinstripe called down to him, already shimmying up the next section of cliff. Joe quickly screwed the cap on the water bottle. “No fair! You have a head sssstart!” The two of them reached the ridge nearly at the same time. Pinstripe was a faster sprinter but had tired as they neared the top, letting Joe, with his patience and greater stamina, close the lead. Still, the heady smell of coffee had definitely motivated Pinstripe to pour on speed during the last few feet and he pulled ahead by barely a whisker. “A reward … for …. our hard work!” Pinstripe gasped, shrugging off the harness as soon as he crested the ridge. “And you’re buyin’!” He crowed, then gasped some more, leaning on a boulder for support. Seeing how out of breath Pins was, Joe merely rolled his eyes. “I’ll ssstand in line, then shall I?”Joe climbed up a series of stone