I went inside Mia’s room and took my clothes inside the paper bags. Then I dropped the box of condoms inside and hid it away. I wasn’t sure who was more embarrassed—Mia or me. I didn’t mean to drop that box. It accidentally slipped out of my sweatpants.
“Whatever,” I just mumbled as I stepped inside the bathroom.
About half an hour later, Mia and I left the house using her car. I drove and headed to Mrs. Griffley’s while Mia navigated the way to the lovely old lady’s house. We were silently traveling, but I could feel Mia’s uneasiness as she fiddled with the seatbelt.
“What the hell is with that box!?” Mia finally spoke and pried.
“That’s nothing but in case of emergency,” I smirked back at her, “At least we are ready,” I added.
“Ugh! Mia just rolled her eyes at me. “Asshole,” s
