Our arrival

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by unlikestorm

by unlikestorm

"Where are we?"
"No idea, I thought this street would take us there. Fucking GPS. It's trash."
"So what do we do now?"

We all sat on the sidewalk.

"Maybe if we walk two blocks, that building looks like a good reference to know where we are", Vincent said, pointing at an old white building.
"Can we just ask for fucking directions? My arms hurt. I'll never listen to you again", Nicole interrupted.
"Okay, let's vote. Who wants to ignore Vincent and ask for directions?" Jake asked us. We all raised our hand, except Vincent.

"The council has spoken, who do we ask?" Jake continued.
"Wait..." I said, remembering the post-it. I took it outta my pocket. No phone number, dammit. But wait, Sonny called Travis. He must have his phone number.

"AT&T, how can I help you?" Sonny said, imitating a woman's voice. I laughed.
"C'mon, this is serious."
"Are you guys okay?"
"Yeah, kind of. We got lost. Our GPS gave us the wrong directions and then Vincent refused to ask somebody so we've been lost for a while now. How can we get to the studio?"
"I haven't been there since 2008, I think? I assume many things have changed, I suck at remembering street names, you should call Travis, I mean, he lives there..."

I told Jake to write the number. Sonny dictated the number, I repeated it, Jake wrote it. Then he called Travis.

***

"Blue house, here we are", Jake said.
"Finally!" Nicole said. "I thought we'd get here like, next week."

We knocked on the door. The white curtain moved, then we heard the door open, and a long-haired guy approached us, waving.

"So you must be Omision Republic..." he said.

"Yes. We got lost but we're finally here. Thanks for giving us directions. I'm Jake."

"And you must be Vincent... who is Nicole and who is Kat?"

"I'm Kat", I said, shyly.

"Shit, it was obvious. You're wearing a cat hoodie. Was it intentional?" Travis said, touching my hood. It had black and pink cat ears.

"I'd love to say it was but I'm the worst liar ever", I said, scratching the back of my neck.

"So you're..."
"Nicole, yeah. Nice to meet you, Travis."