17 . Again

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And yes, we eventually woke up late and arrived late.

v : ” Well well, look who arrived. Mr. ”6am sharp." "

f : ” oh, shut it. Just get inside and drive. ”

I pushed robin inside and accidentally threw the bag at his face.

v : ” Roger that. ”

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We finally arrived at Denver. After lots of vomiting and screaming. Mostly because bruce kept munching on the snacks I brought, and vance was going beyond the speed limit.

b : ” I'm.. s.. so fucking.. dehydrated.. ”

v : ” fuck your dehydration! My fucking car– smells shit! Also your vomit got all over my bag, argh!”

b : ” I'm sorryyy..Vance..”

Of course, Vance eventually gave in. Can you believe that guy has a soft spot?

v : ” okay, here are your bags. We'll be heading to Bruce house, see you guys."

Vance dropped our bags and drove off.

r : ” Finn, carry your bag.”

f : ”k.”

I snatched my bag from his hand.

r : ” hey! It's your bag, why are you acting like that! ”

f : ”You used to carry my bags.”

He tried to argue, but I walked away as fast as I can to my house.

I knocked on the door.

d : ” who is– ”

His eyes suddenly widened and hugged me.

d : ” Oh, my God! Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?! ”

f : ” it's a surprise dad! ”

d : ” Where's robin? ”

r : ” Good evening, dad. ”

He peaked from my back.

d : ” dad? What happened to sir? ”

f : ” Why don't we go head inside? ”

I chuckled nervously and ran upstairs to Gwen's room.

I hear them talk

d : ” is there something you need to tell me? ”

r : ” no, da– I mean sir. ”

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