Demyan
"It won't roll off, crash into other cars like Final Destination then poof gone," I flew out my hands indicating an explosion then let out a giggle.
Ethan, despite the fact I could not see his eyes because he was wearing sunglasses, did not look impressed with me one bit. His strong arms were folded over his chest as he wore a white vest. His skin glistened with sweat from putting the boat on the trailer that I helped him hook onto his large Toyota maroon Hilux.
I had never in my life connected a trailer to a car and I felt incredibly manly. I asked one of the guards to take a video of me then I sent it to our family group chat. Everyone had no faith that the trailer would stay on throughout the journey.
I was insulted, but then again. I was who I was.
"You'll simply buy me a new one if that happens," he sighed then pushed his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose. "Is everything packed?"
