You have exactly 30 minutes to get to The Blue Vineyard or you will make a very bad first impression.” He finished in a cheery tune.
“The Blue Vineyard?!?! The drive alone is like half an hour!” I angrily barked.
“Then you better hurry the hell up and get your ass over here!” Frank replied back.
I sharply closed my phone and jumped into a new shirt. I quickly checked my hair only to see it was exactly the same as yesterday. It tended to spike up naturally, making it a very casual, but still a mature and adult hair style.
I grabbed my jacket from the stairway handle and leaped off a small set of stairs, landing in front of my entrance. I sprinted to my car, turned it on, and blazed out of my driveway.