Travis: Party bus? Me: It’s my friend’s 21st birthday. Her boyfriend rented a bus so we can go bar hopping. So...everyone will be kinda young. Clay: OMG. It’s not too late to back out, Travis. I laughed and pictured Clay as he read the conversation, probably glad for the first time he was down in Florida, because this evening surely sounded like hell to him. Travis: LOL. It’s fine, send me the address.
