In exactly, 32 minutes, Robin’s car roared to life. She checked the tiers and gas level. It was snowy outside and Robin wasn’t looking forward to getting stuck out there. Especially with Wilder.
Wilder rushed out as he heard the engine sound, his head was still fuzzy, but he could solve that on the way. Robin brushed the snow out from the driveway. “Backseat,” Robin told as Wilder was going in for the front seat. He rolled his eyes and opened the back door. “You haven’t earned the front seat yet.” She told and Wilder stuck his tongue out. “You are just mean.” Robin chuckled and got in the car as well. “I know.”
They got out of the pack and Robin looked at Wilder from the rear-view mirror. “What is the actual address?” She asked. Wilder perked up from his position and moved to sit
