"Yeah Ryd, we're just one giant band of misfits." Bull says. "None of us really have a reason to be here other than this feels like home to us."
Home. I don't even remember a home. I remember my parents having a few of them but they were never long-term. Just depended on the time of year and what type of business they were doing. We'd always go someplace new and making friends was hard but my parents always made time for me.
"Well, that sounds nice," I inform them with a little bit of bitter sarcasm unintentionally thrown in.
I saw Kid's eyebrow c**k up for a moment then he fixed his face and stayed quiet along with the other two men.
"Welp, I'm gonna head to the garage. Thanks for the hospitality boys." I say as I get up and walk off. I knew that was a b***h move but I couldn't help
