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Ali walked to Sparky's Garage, twirling her's brother's car keys around her fingers as she fumed slightly. Rick had truly outdone himself this time, displaying such inhuman levels of douchbaggery she was surprised he hadn't collapsed under the weight of his own ego. Even thinking about it made her hair burst into flames, so she switched tracks and decided to direct her annoyance at Alex.
"I'm not walking down to Sparky's!" she'd cried.
"You're not putting your bike in my car!" Alex had shot back. "You're walking! Or you can get your boyfriend to drive you."
She really needed siblings who weren't out doing their own thing all the time.
Or friends.
She shuddered and walked through the open garage doors of Sparky's.
"I'm not walking down to Sparky's!" she'd cried.
"You're not putting your bike in my car!" Alex had shot back. "You're walking! Or you can get your boyfriend to drive you."
She really needed siblings who weren't out doing their own thing all the time.
Or friends.
She shuddered and walked through the open garage doors of Sparky's.