Oakland: I'm cranky, stressed, and I lost my keys. -__-
Oakland: It's all your fault.

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Oakland: I'm cranky, stressed, and I lost my keys. -__-
Oakland: It's all your fault.
Kate was driving the huge group of friends to a beautiful camping somewhere in the mountains. She was ready to have loads and loads of fun but her best friend, who was sitting next to her, wasn't going to stop complaining about the music. "Okay- listen up." Kate snapped at her. "I'm driving so I pick the music and this happy hardcore shit is not really my thing, yeah?" Her friend rolled her eyes at her and tapped Kate's head. "I'm sorry Katie.. what do you want to hear?" the girl asked her. Kate simply pointed at Soren, who was sitting in the seat behind her and shrugged her shoulders. "Let your boyfriend pick- at least he has a good taste in music." Kate fished a cigarette out of her pack and placed it between her lips, lighting it with the car-lighter before taking a deep drag. Damn, she actually disliked her friends.