after stuffing the two in the little red car we drove off. "jesus, slow down!" steve slurred.
"yeah, what is this, like, the indy 500?" robin slurred, dustin, erica, and i just ignored.
"it's the indy 300."
"no, dingus, it's 500!"
"it's 300!"
"let's say a million." robin said, the duo burst out laughing.
"what's wrong with them?" erica asked.
"i don't know." dustin replied.
"well, i might have some ideas." i say, taking my eyes off the path.
"y/n, watch out!" erica yells, i drive over a sped bumb.
"shit!" i say, as we crash into cans. steve and robin groan.
"oh!" steve shouts.
"i thought you can drive?" dustin asked in a rude tone.
"i can! i'm just not good at driving." i say.
"you guys all right back there?" dustin asked the duo. they groan in response.
"i'll take that as a yes." i say, dustin nods whom erica stares.
"they're fine." dustin says as we get out of the car, dustin and i opened the back door for robin and steve to get out. "come on. we gotta go, now. come on! get out!"
"get up!" i yell.
"let's go!" erica yells. the slowly get out and we help them out while dustin goes to the elevator.
"ow!" steve yelped. "we're coming."
"here goes nothin'." dustin said, as he uses the keycard to open the elevator door.
"this sucks." steve said, as i helped him up. the elevator beeped.
"we're in." dustin said, the door open and we all got in.
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robin and steve were whooping giddily as steve was trying to surf on a cart thing. "hey! you look like you're surfing!" robin says.
"surfing! yeah!" steve replied. "whoa!" he shouted.
"they seem drunk." erica said.
"why would they be drunk?" dustin asked.
"yeah, that's not robins drunk voice." i say.
"i'm a natural! check it out!" steve yells, as robin slids the cart under his feet making him fly off.
"whoop!" she yelled as he fell. she giggles, "wipeout!"
they both start to laugh. dustin goes to check on steve on the floor, by putting a hand on his forehead. "hes burning up." dustin said.
"you're buring up." steve slurs.
"one sec, one sec. steve, steve." dustin said, as he was looking at his eyes.
"god, no." steve says, trying to grab him. "ow!" he yelps.
"his pupils are super dilated."
"maybe hes drugged." erica says.
"y'all didn't know?" i ask, while steve tries to touch dustin's nose.
"boop." he says, in a laugh as he touched his nose.
"steve, are you drugged?" dustin asked, slapping his face to make him focus.
"how many times, dad? i don't do drugs. it's only marijuana."
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