You and Bo were going on a trip. He hadn't told you where yet. "Bo, will you please just tell me where we're going?" You begged. "No, you're just going to have to wait." He said. You groaned and sat back in your seat. You looked out the window hoping that would give you hints as to where you were going. "Can you hurry and put your foot on the fucking pedal, Grandma?" You asked getting mad. "Can you calm down?" Bo asked. "We're here anyways." He said parking the car. He got out of the car and closed his door. You rolled down your window. "Aren't you gonna open the door for me?" You asked. "No?" Bo said walking away. You groaned again and rolled your eyes. You opened the door. There was a check-in counter and Bo walked up to it. "We're here to pick apples." Bo said to the lady at the counter. "When do you two plan on checking out?" The lady asked. "We'll leave whenever we leave, alright?" Bo said putting one hand on the counter. The lady rolled her eyes and stamped two tickets. She handed one to you and one to Bo. Bo took your hand and you guys entered the orchard together. "Why would you take me to an apple orchard?" You whispered to Bo. "Do you really think I want to pick apples?" He whispered back. You gave him a confused look. Your eyes got wide as you got the actual message. You elbowed him. "Bo!" You whisper screamed. He gave you a side smirk. You two reached the back of the apple orchard. You can imagine what happened next. - Words words words.
