When Rhett got on the interstate again he didn't have anyone chasing him, so he drove a little more carefully. Link whined in his sleep and twitched his shoulders from time to time. Alcohol always had a that bad effect on him. The windows on the car were toned, so no one knew exactly who drove the car, even better was that they were legally toned. Rhett may have been a criminal, but putting other people in danger like this was not something he enjoyed doing. Normally Link didn't either.
Rhett started driving back home, they had to take yet another break to not attract attention. It was almost three am, but since he slept all day, driving and keeping focused wasn't a problem. But he his muscles shook a little as he tightened the grip of the steering wheel. He was so angry with Link, but he kept calm. When Link was sober again and got what he deserved, a severe hangover, Rhett would try to talk to him about it. But as of that moment he didn't have much to say. After driving for about two hours Rhett felt hungry and stopped at a gas station to grab a bite. But before he went in he changed clothes, which his and Link iconic way of dressing he had to. He changed into skinny jeans, a light blue shirt with some kinda of bird pattern and decided to style his hair. Something he normally didn't do. After running the product through his hair, making it stand up, he looked like a completely different person. He walked into the gas station and asked for some nachos and a slushy.
" Hey, aren't you that guy from YouTube? " The young man at the counter asked.
" Who are you talking about? " Rhett asked, raising his eyebrow.
" Brett, from Brett and Sink. "
" Brett and Sink? "
" You know, good mythical morning? "
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One Wrong Move
FanfictionThe young Rhett McLaughlin is slowly making his way home after a long night at work. He hates working as a dishwasher. He always has to work late. But one night he tries to take a short cut through one of the city's dark alleys. A creepy, cold feeli...
