Travis finished up cleaning his house. "Okay, now when that is finished...where are my keys?" Travis searched his pockets for his keys. He'd walk over to the red doormat and sees the keys are under it. "There we go!" He'd pick them up and makes his way towards the kitchen to grab his coffee. Travis walked to the front door and gets outside. He'd walk towards his white Lincoln standing outside his garage. Travis unlocks the car door and gets inside the vehicle, turns the key and drives off to work.
A/N SHORT IM TIRED
