11:30:45

“We have to hurry before everything good is taken!” Valery yelled and honked rolling down her window.

“We're in traffic, unless you can stop it then I advise you to find some fast online shipping service.” Bradley scoffs as she pokes her head out her window.

“MOVE! It's Christmas Eve and people got places to be!” she yells loudly over the other noises.

“I'm sure everyone on this road has someplace to go.” he says rolling his eyes as she sat back in the car, and shot me a glare.

“Shut up, we both know you would act a lot worse if you wanted or needed to do something.” she mutters as some cars move up and she does the same.

“I disagree with that statement.” he replies pulling out his phone.

“Oh it wasn't a statement, it was fact.” she laughs muttering to herself and honks.

“I think you need to join or take my place in all these programs you've forced upon me.” he says glancing at her, as she honks for a long time and glares at him again. “Don't be a Grinch sis, it's Christmas Eve.” he says smiling innocently.

She sighs moving her hand away to stop honking, and lays back against her seat. “I really should have shopped earlier, this isn't like me. Why did I decide to wait until today?” she asks glancing at him.

“Uh..you see I made the excuse of wanting to actually go along with you but I couldn't because of the programs you put me in. I just really wanted a home cooked meal that day.” he says laughing nervously and she lets out a loud, frustrated sigh before laying her head on the wheel.

“Why did I think you actually wanted to come.” she mumbles to herself.

“I don't know, I never came along for years now. I thought you would have caught along, but I guess you were in the Christmas spirit.” he shrugs as cars start to move.

“Finally!” she says sighing in relief and presses the gas pedal, while he quickly tightens his seatbelt over himself.

She drives off quickly, pretty sure she passed the speed limit but no police officer caught her. Or at least didn't catch her this time. And as soon as they were in the parking lot of the mall, she drove right in front of someone taking the parking spot they were about to get in.

“Um...sis.” Bradley says gently as he glances back and forth from her and the person they stole the spot.

“What?” Valery asks as she takes her keys out of the ignition and takes her seatbelt off.

“You're gonna get your or both our asses kicked.” he hisses glancing back at the car that drives away slowly.

“Look, I know it was rude. But it's your fault we're in this mess, now let's just go and hurry.” she says opening her door and gets out.

He lets out a grumble taking off his own seatbelt. Then he opens his door and gets out, closing it behind him. He hurries on to follow his sister who was already heading to the mall's doors. Eventually he caught up to her as she turned in towards a store.

Bradley sighed as his sister took her sweet time looking at things in the store. He decided to go off to entertain himself as he waited. He snuck away from her and went through the aisle with food. Lots of nasty fruitcake, then there was some pies and candy. He knocked over a shelf and ran as soon as he heard the shelf and things on it hit the floor.

“Cleanup on the food aisle!” he yells out laughing and finds his sister again. “Still looking?” he grumbles.

“No.” she says picking off a coat and placing it in the shopping cart.

“Lies.” he mumbles and starts to walk off.

“At least find one gift!” she yells out after him and he groans walking off to the jewelry area.

He could get his annoying sister something so she would be off his back. His parents knew he only gave gifts really to people on their birthday. Sometimes not even then, he didn't exactly have a job. Guess he would just have to use his own money that he's given once or so a month.

He started looking around, mostly at watches. There was some that looked nice but cheap, well cheaper than the necklaces and rings. But something caught his eye, and it was no magnificent, shiny jewelry.

“Stan?” Bradley says blinking. The camera zoomed in on the figure that moved, indeed it was Stan.

“Oh god, it's you.”