"I thought you might be out of gas, so I figured it would be the least I could do, and give you a ride, maybeee pay for that...", He then playfully put his finger on his chin before snapping his fingers, "I'm thinking bon-ni? Maybe with a side of fried brains because you look like a very, fashion forward zombie..? It's sexy but, all I can really say is welcome to the club..?"
Rowland then stopped and rested a hand on the open driver's side door, all Nick could see in his straight face were his dark shades under his black bucket hat;
" What are you doing here, Nick?"
"I just didn't like the way we left things...But, that's just the way we left things...", he sighed, "I just wanted to see where you're head's at, if you're okay.", shrugging his shoulders.
Rowland silently huffed at the w
