Happy story time.
Once upon a time, I took my car to get his brakes fixed today at 10:30. I'm sitting there in the office, rererererereading Harry Potter, when the guy comes out and says "Hey, we're gonna have to replace the rotors (or something along those lines), and we can't get the parts until about 1:45, and it'll take 45 minutes to do... so do you have somewhere to go or something?" I am stranded, because my daddy started work at the airport (I know, right) today and my mom's car is dead, soooo I'm kinda freakin' out. Basically my choices are walk home, stay there, or go to WalMart or something.
Right then, I glance out the window, and I see Clayton's truck pulling in. ^____________^ He saved me! Somehow, he knew I needed him. XD It was awesome. <3
I love him.
Right then, I glance out the window, and I see Clayton's truck pulling in. ^____________^ He saved me! Somehow, he knew I needed him. XD It was awesome. <3
I love him.