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August 2nd, 2025
1:15 pm
Sacramento, California
Present time
"Are we there yet?"
"Are we there yet?"
"Are they ignoring us?"
"I think they're ignoring us."
"Why do you think they're ignoring us?"
"Do you think we're annoying them because we've asked the same question for an hour? In precise five minute intervals?"
"Do you think they caught on to us and now they're just waiting to see if we shut up?"
"That's a likely theory. Maybe more invasive maneuvers?"
"Okay, poke the big one."
"No, you poke him."
"And lose a finger? No thank you!"
"So you'd rather me lose a finger?"
"I don't know, can't you just grow it back?"
"What? No! I'm a wolf, not a starfish."
"Would you two shut up!"
"We did it!" Valencia cheered. She brought her hands up and wiggled all ten of her fingers with a smile. "And all fingers are still attached." Julio leaned forward in his seat and poked his head between the two front seats.
"Seriously, how much longer. I need to pee and I don't have any empty bottles back here," he said.
"And even if he did, he would not be peeing into it," Valencia grimaced.
"We will be there in thirty minutes, can you two sit still for thirty minutes?" Stiles looking expectantly in the rear view mirror, his fingers tapping along to the heat on the radio where they're resting on the steering wheel.
"Theoretically yes," Valencia shrugged.
"Okay well let's put theory into practice so that I don't eject you both from the car," stiles warned.
