You know those really cool aunts and uncles who just drink wine, smoke cheap cigarettes and let their niblings talk about whatever crap they want because they're a complete safe space with no judgement? You know what makes them cool? The fact that they were around their whole lives.

Ches was definitely a cool uncle by all standards, A's across the fucking board. You were not.

You were a really good old friend of Victoria's who had recently come back to town to deal with some business, you didn't even know she had kids, nevermind that she thought that you of all wrecks to be around her kids. There was nothing more uncool that a random adult barging into a teenager's life, it was just uncomfy.

However, like most things with her, she was very convincing (she scared the crap out of you) and so as a favor to her you vaguely offered to to take one of her son's to burn some crap from the house you were clearing out, you weren't actually expecting a yes but to each their own. Woo, bonding!

You waited for Dee outside in your car until he came out and approached. "I hope you know that I'm just as a hostage in this as you."