ADOPTED BY THE TRY GUYS.

9.

Eventually, you and Miles were in the back of an Uber. It was uncomfortable, smelling like sweat and cheeto dust. It went on for what felt like hours, but your ass was dramatic and it was actually like 15 minutes.

Eventually, y/n and Miles enter the city of Minneapolis, stopping in some parking lot by a downtown fountain. The uber driver looks back at the two of you. "Um, so like that'll be 65 dollars." Miles widened his eyes. "Um, can I pay you later?" The uber driver nodded and you two exited. Miles waited for the guy to drive out of sight before whispering. "...Im not gonna pay him." Damn Miles okay broke era we see u.

"Now come on, there should be a clue somewhere around here, surely something significant enough to let us know where Jared is.." You noticed something, and then shook Miles. "Mr bondageassortion.. look." You pointed, and there it was. A trail of broccoli leading down the sidewalk. Miles gasped.

"Yes! Great job y/n! we all know Jared is the broccoli bitch!!" Miles squealed like an army at a bts concert front row when they get back from the military. Dayumn! Anyways. "Follow the broccoli trail Y/N. Cmon." He began running down the sidewalk. Your big backed asthmatic ass struggled to follow behind as you sprinted after him, tripping over 6 broccolis and twisting your toes in the process. gyatt damn bro.

The broccoli trail was long and rough. Every fucking crack of the sidewalk had a broccoli piece. It was like bro actually dedicated hours to putting broccolis on the sidewalk. You were all like "damn why the fuck is there so much broccoli." because it was excessive. Like yeah hes the broccoli bitch but to this extent? This shit is bananas.

"Mr borderradiusnormal..." You stopped in your tracks. "Can we.. get food.. please.." You stood there, your stomach growling at you like a devil. Miles turned around. This mother fucker really proceeded to say "Bruh. theres Broccoli on the floor for you. eat that." You stood there dumbfounded. "B-but the broccoli probably was violated by a homeless person and is now diseased." Miles paused. "Shit you right. lets go to that cafe then."

You two walked into a cafe and sat down. The waiter brought you a cake. "Please enjoys todays special, bookcake!" Yum! You went into take a bite, chewed, and then projectile v0mited onto the floor. Not yum! Miles didnt even eat it yet he saw you vomit and was like "Uhhh nope." You cried a little. "THAT... WAS HORRIBLE." New trauma established! Traumatizing tasting bookcake in the middle of a venture of broccoli trail! DAYUMN! You both got up and left and embarked on your journey.