Walking out into the parking lot, I look for Brent's truck. "Wait, where are you parked? I asked, confused as I see Brent walk towards a gun, mental grey BMW, he presses the key fob, and its lights blink. The grin on his face was one of pure satisfaction. I freeze, my mouth falling open. "Did you get a new car?!" I squeal, slapping my hand over my mouth. Brent leans against the BMW, the grin on his face growing into a wide smile. "You like it?" He asks, patting the car. "I love it! You even have blacked out rims! Oh, Brent, it's so sexy!" I exclaim. "I felt like it was time to upgrade. I"ll miss Mags, but she had her day." Brent says, backing up to stand with me to look at his new car. Brent had been driving an older Chevy truck for as long as I'd known him. Ant and I busted his balls a
