"Or we can just leave?" I offered, glaring at my brother, praying he would take the hint. "We should go home, Joey." "You're not getting into my girlfriend's car smelling like that," Joey shot back. "Don’t be a dickhead," I growled. "Take me home." "You guys can't go home yet. We haven't had tea and chats," Gibsie piped up. "And I have scones baking in the oven."
Gibsie with the tea and chats, I love him 🤣
