Billie Bob Jones
Once we had a very groggy breakfast everyone went back home to rest up before the honky tonk tonight. I stayed with Benedito because we had not spend enough alone time yesterday for me to be apart from him just yet.
We were both terribly hung over and that did not leave us with much options but to relax and sleep.
"Can we go check my truck?" I asked him after we had taken a shower and dressed up.
"You want to walk?" he looked at me with a raised eyebrow. His eyes were slightly puffy from lack of sleep and his lips were in a permanent pout from his eye watering headache.
I laughed lowly and slowly nodded my head. If I moved any faster or spoke any louder I was afraid I might pass out. "It was a lot to take in yesterday so I want to see it properly."
He hummed as he stood up from the couch and took my hand in his, "it's in the garage."
