Anniversary bonus: Road trip

                                        

                                              
"Definitely Spice Girls!" I said with much enthusiasm.
                              
"What if we just listen to relaxing elevator music the entire time. The same tune over and over and then we can take a bet! I think Snake will be the first one to go insane," Code answered.
                              
"That would be fun... but... no. Just no. I need to sing! Hey, the bet can still be on! You know how Snake hated me singing in his ears last year," I told my friend.
                              
"Jill, everybody hated your vocal failure," Code deadpanned.
                              
"Please, you've been looking forward to it all year," I smirked.
                              
We were making a playlist for our annual road trip. It had started after high school as a way to get the gang together for a few days. We'd drive through the country, everyone taking their turns. Obviously, we needed an amazing playlist to get us in the mood.
                              
Gwen was always the one planning everything since she was the most organised out of all of us. Sometimes Snake helped but he usually gave up when things got too stressy. The truth is, Gwen would go into plan-mode and that would scare Snake. But he calls it 'stress'.
                              
"No. I really haven't. It took me days to get over that trauma," Code explained. Yeah right.
                              
"I can't believe it's almost time! Road trip time is definitely my favorite time of the year," I said enthusiastically while still managing to keep my cool. Because I'm a cool person. So cool.
                              
"Ironically the week when you don't see Chase is your favorite week of the year. Food for thought," Code teased.
                              
"Mm, food. Let's see if there are still some snacks left in the kitchen," I said while standing up.
                              
We were never gonna finish this playlist and it wouldn't surprise me if Code actually added some stupid monotonous elevator music. It would be funny the first two minutes.
                              
"Where do you think we're going? It's in two weeks and Gwen still hasn't sent us the details," I pondered. She usually planned this months in advance.
                              
"She's probably thinking too much with her dick," Code answered while grabbing some chips from the bag I'd opened. I'd opened it for me, not him. But he was forgiven.
                              
This was strike one, though.
                              
"Wait, are you calling Brad a dick or do you just mean her imaginary dick?" I asked.
                              
"Or am I talking about a dildo? My statement was deep. Layered. I have layers," Code said. He reminded me of a stoned Snake.
                              
"Yes, you're layered. Like an onion. Or Shrek," I deadpanned. 
                              
"A Shronion," Code whispered as if he was having his first lucid thought in months.
                              
"Code, you...- I'm not even gonna react to that," I snorted. 
                              
"I understand. All has been said," the wise ass told me.  "Lets play some games. I'll finish the playlist later this week," Code uttered.
                              
He didn't finish it. In fact, the entire week we had to listen to a rotation of fifty different songs. We actually went nuts. And yes, Snake was the first one to lose it.
                              
The day before the road trip, Chase made sure I'd miss him. I'd sure be thinking about him since it kinda hurt to sit down. Lucky me, I'd be doing a lot of sitting. I swear, he did that on purpose. The road trip was not a bad thing for our relationship. Actually, I think we needed to be a week apart once a year. It gives us space to do our own thing and things are always nice when you see each other again. It helps to not take each other for granted.
                              
"Have fun. But not too much," Chase joked as he gave me a final hug.
                              
"I will definitely keep the amount of fun in check," I told him. Soon after, the car horn went off and that was the sign that Gwen had arrived.