How the hell did he get kicked out of Witwicky?

The question lingered in your head as he drove. He had to take you with him for the time being, since you’ve done almost everything together for the longest time. He refuses to answer the question, no matter how many times the sentence forces its way out your mouth. He’s been on edge for a while because of this whole situation. Neither of you know where you guys will go now. It’s just a matter of quick decisions at this point.

Crickets chirp outside in the cool night air with the occasional overhead bird cawing. Top hits of the decade play quietly on the radio. Bumblebee seems to have been in thought for a while. The tension between you two is very present, until he speaks through his internal radio.

“So, I’m thinking California. Like, Los Angeles area.”