We were so dead.
I didn’t realize how late we actually came back at. Right before we decided to call a cab to take us home, my stomach wanted to make itself known. Both of us hungry, we went to a place neither of us have been too before and time just slipped away from the both of us, especially the discussion with what we saw.
When Benji checked his new phone he nearly had a panic attack. Both scrambling out of the restaurant after paying, he calls a thing called an Uber. Again, whatever the hell that was.
It took us another thirty-five minutes to get back home, making the driver stop a few miles before the gates. The man thought we were weird to stop in the middle of the road just surrounded by trees, but we just simply smiled, paid our fare and said thank you.
Heading back to the se
