“Could you really? I could wait for Kacie to come back, but, well, you can see how reliable she is.”
“Nah, it"s like ten minutes out of the way. I"m over here.”
She started laughing when she saw his car. “Are you joking?”
He started to feel defensive. His car kicked ass. “About…”
“You look like you, you play guitar, and you drive this car? Your girlfriend must be a nervous wreck, like, all of the time.” She just shook her head while sinking into the passenger seat. He smirked, not hating the ego boost, and slammed the hatch with his gear in the back. He put on a playlist of mostly 90s tunes that Courtney had created for him before shifting into gear.
“So tell me about her.”
“My girlfriend?”
“No, your grandmother. Yes, your girlfriend.”
“Ah, okay? What do you wanna know?” Talking to
