Barrett
When I get to the job site the next morning, Abel is sitting in his truck. He gets out as he sees me doing the same. "Hey, Dad and Alexis said that there's some issues with the supplies we need to work today. They're talking with Hank, but right now we're on hold. Wanna go get some breakfast?"
"Yeah, where do you wanna go?" I ask. I don't want to suggest Get Baked, because I'll never hear the end of it.
"We definitely need to go see Gabby, I want something sweet. A good coffee, and some fucking air conditioning." He waves his hand in front of his face. "Did you see the forecasted temps for the next few days? Our first heat wave is going to be annoying."
Abel hates hot weather, and I won't hear the end of this until winter. Then he'll bitch about how cold it is. "Let's go, a muffin sounds good. You want me to drive, or are you?"
"I'll drive."