text to friends: (not a group text)

Tyler and Rylee are, once again, broken up. And that means, once again, that instead of practicing for BOTB in two weeks, they're fighting.

So I just packed my drums back into my truck, to see how far I'd get into doing that before they noticed.

Spoilers: I'm fully packed and they're still fighting.

Now to see how far I'll get driving home before they notice.

I probably should have left some kind of note.

...nah.