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Jake I hear a car approaching somewhere in the distance and instantly freeze. Unfortunately it's not hard to recognise the roaring, and I use this word loosely, sound of Aron's Odyssey, the ugly as f**k car, that just screams 'I gave up a long time ago'. That's another reason not to meet my mate and have pups, because I wouldn't be caught dead driving a minivan. But I digress, I should get back to freaking out or at least doing something as not to get caught. Shit, s**t shiiit! Why are they here? Wasn't I supposed to meet them? That's what Marnie's text from last night said, didn't it? I have no way of checking, because I don't even now where I've left my phone, which probably means that I'm late for the meeting. Fuck, what do I do now? And where the hell did the girl go? I strain my e