@lightningjacketβ continued from here
Β Β Β Β For the moment he heard the tires screeching harshly, Kyle didnβt hesitate to keep an arm across the New Kid in case the car in question rolled their way. But thankfully, it didnβt. Instead, it ran headfirst into a lamp post, making almost every single kid look over to see who it was in the car. And, to nobodyβs surprise, Randy was the one to stumble out of the driverβs seat.
Β Β Β Β β...dude, what the fuck,β was all Kyle could really say, squinting in Randyβs direction. βStan, did you tell your dad to pick you up today or something?β
Β Β Β Β All of them had a plan to discuss for the Coon Lair, but sticking around to try and figure out what exactly Stanβs dad was doing was going to be a waste of time. For now, his arm moved back to sit in his pocket, sticking near the front door while trying to ignore Randyβs drunken rambling.
Β Β Β Β βSorry about that, dude,β he said, turning to look at the New Kid. βKinda just threw my arm out there. Didnβt mean to. Thatβs happening a lot more, lately. More adults are just drinking away like itβs.. the end of the world. What do you think?β