“Can we take a break?” I ask after an hour(honestly an hour!)
“Fine,” he sighed dropping down beside me(me still being on the ground of course).
“I have questions!”
“Like what?”Blake groans.
“Like, who are we going to see?”I say after a particulaly hateful look.
” “Dunno.”
“Then what does it look like?’
” ‘Dunno”
“When do we leave?!”
“Can we take this one step at a time please? You haven’t even gotten of the ground yet!”
I start to protest.”Yes I ha-”
“Fine, over 5 feet?”He asks triumphantly, raising an eyebrow.
I glared.
“So back to my questions, why were you the one that was picked? Why didn’t they send someone else, did you draw a name out of a hat….?”(Not that I mind…)
“Well this is sorta my last chance.” He said,abashed.
“What did you do?” I ask amazed. He really didn’t seem the type to do something ‘last chance’ worthy…
“Well….”