[from roland] "You have five seconds…" // "I don’t even know who you are."
"You have five seconds..."
"Or what?"
"Or I'm drinking this entire bottle by myself."
"God dammit Rols the last time that happened I had to carry you two miles on my back because you got lost and somehow lost your fucking pants."
"Well you better hurry your ass up then." Beep beep.
Barrett looked down at his phone, which lit up with the notification of 'end call.' He sighed and rolled his eyes, a smirk on his face.
"Dad, I'm going to Rolands. I'll be back... tomorrow probably."
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"I don't even know who you are."
"Oh fuck off, you drama queen." Barrett laughed, shaking his head. "I'm just getting married... I'm not fucking dead... Now will you be my best man or not, you dickhole?"









