A late night out in California , you were out with your friend and you drop them off. And you startedto walk. it’s been 30 minutes and your lost. You call your brother and he picks up

“what do you need” he sounded annoyed. “Im lost. i dont know where i am” you say.

“Okay ill be there” your brother said. You walk furthur down this long rode, you turn your head at the sound of an exhaust that you know Dante my brothers best friend. The man i hated.

“Get in” he was cocky