Like he’s probably in his moms basement, laying in bed, thinking “fuck I didn’t expect to get this far.”
That or frantically looking up Gray Hounds to Mexico.
Like he’s probably in his moms basement, laying in bed, thinking “fuck I didn’t expect to get this far.”
That or frantically looking up Gray Hounds to Mexico.
What if the backpack contained lycra biking clothes, and he just kept on biking with no one the wiser?