Chapter 18; Ex's and Oh's

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I slip on my Nutella shirt and head downstairs.

"Wow. You weren't kidding when you said that Nutella is your husband!" Ross says, laughing. Max gives him a look, which makes me laugh. Ross puts his hands up in defense. "Hey, calm down, Max."

"Yeah... Whatever," Max mumbles.

"Anyways, do you guys want breakfast? I usually don't eat breakfast, but in sure there's some bacon lying around somewhere," I state, looking around.

"Nah. We should probably just go to work," Max says, checking the time on his phone.

"Okay. We taking your car?" I ask.

"Well, you're still on crutches, so yeah," Ross jokes.

"I can still drive," I say with a hurt look.

"No. No you can't," Max argues.

"Yeah I can," I mumble before grabbing my bags and my phone.

*Ding!* My phone gets an alert.

"Who's 'Steven Suckd**k?" Max asks, looking over my shoulder.

"My old... friend Steven. He lives in LA now," I say, ignoring it.

"Steven Suptic?" Ross asks.

"Yeah. How do you know him?" I asks curiously.

"We used to record with him back in the day," Ross answers, "he's pretty funny!"

"Yeah, he is. I was friends with Zach and the rest of the Bahm Lounge guys, too. Before they spilt up. I still keep in contact with Steve, though," I add. Max has a weird look on his face. I shrug it off and tuck my crutches into the car, hoping in after them.

*Ding!* My phone happily rings. I pick it up.

"Hello?" I ask, not looking at caller ID.

"Hey, (y/n)!" A voice said.

"Steve?! Hey! Wazzup Bud?" I ask excitedly.

"I'm heading your way, and thought that I'd pay you a visit!"

"You know I moved to Washington, right?"

"Umm yeah. I totally knew that."

"Sure you did Steve. You're at my old house right now, aren't you?"


"You don't have anywhere to stay, do you?"


"Well, I don't know.... What about your parents?"

"They're on vacation."

"Can't you stay in their house?"

"I don't have a key," Steven whines.

"What about my parents?"

"You know they hate me."

"Zach? Tyson? Bashur? Burt?"

"They all moved."

"Well, don't you have any other family?"


"Your screwed."


"Sleep in your car. Pull into your driveway and sleep in your car."

"I guess," he says with a sigh.

"So... Are you coming to Washington?"

"I could. Anybody else that I know there?"

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