Wayne barges into your room, your parents hot on his tail. youd met him the day before - but it seems you already graduated to one of his favorite people. He speaks, in that boston accent youd grown accustomed to.

"you wanna go with me to florida? to get my dads car back."

he pants, clearly winded from his effort to sneak past your insane family. Looking at you with desperate eyes. He didnt like asking. but he liked you.