“Chelsea, where did you go? I woke up and you were gone. And where’s my Trans Am?” Henry asked, over the phone. Ramirez was about 5 minutes away and Chelsea hoped they would be back before he woke up.
“Amanda’s driving it back now. I’m with Toby; they are coming over to see you, so you better not have messed the apartment up”, Chelsea answered as Henry sighed and sounded as though he was moving things off of somewhere. Henry isn’t the tidiest of people. His apartment isn’t unclean, just clutter scattered around the place. “And I told you I would slap Joyce if she spoke two words to me.”
“How far away are you?” Henry asked, ignoring Chelsea’s last comment.
“We’re almost there. I’ll see you soon”, she answered, hanging up her phone before he could complain anymore. “I swear, men are worse
