-Harley's POV-
"Hey, it wasn't that bad." I say to the guys who keep complaining.
We walk inside the diner and the waitress shows us to a booth. Noah immediately sits next to me, not giving the other guys a chance to even think about it.
She hands us menus which I put down so that I can talk to the guys.
"I didn't crash this time. So I don't know why you all are so upset."
"I for one, can't heal as these two can, Harley." Idris says.
"Well neither can I but I wasn't scared." I say.
"Doesn't matter. You are not driving again." Noah says.
We'll see about that.
We all quiet down and start deciding what to get.
Mh...eggs... and bacon. That sounds fine to me.
I make my decision and then put my menu down only to be met with mug faces. The guys have decided what they want and as we w
