"Nick are the posters ready?" Chris asks, sitting in the sofa waiting for Nick to look up from his computer.
"Ready to go" he says still not looking up at him. Nick tilts his head, admiring the graphic work.
Light pink and gray pops up on the screen. Combined with white electric letters, which for the boy's excitement shine upon colorful curves and shapes and a picture of him and his two brothers. All of them dressed in pastel.
"Look!" He shows the screen up to Chris. Chris' eyebrows climb up to his forehead as he smiles and sips a bit of soda he grabbed from the fridge earlier.
"Nick are the posters ready?" Matt's voice come from out a hallway asking the same question.
"Go warm up that engine, we're ready to go."
Matt appears on view hurrying up to look at the screen. He smiles and taps Nick shoulder in sense of approval.
"San Diego here go." Matt says pulling the keys out of his pocket and tossing them into the air only to catch them again, before disappearing through the glass door.
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