11:13:20

It was only the second day, and Bradley was stuck with a bunch of fools. To be specific, he was stuck with the twins. He didn't even remember their names. Stan had broke the group up into two, each having three. Stan of course was with the two scary people so Bradley was slightly relieved he was stuck with the twins. But he rather just be home honestly, possibly eating some cereal lazing around.

“So we are trying to complete one of our goals today! I'm so excited!” Marx practically squeals, as Lars walks by their side keeping to himself.

“Yeah yeah, the easiest one on my list of goals is getting a job. I wouldn't know what to do about the other goals Stan made for me.” Bradley grumbles.

“Stan didn't make our goals, he just helped with them.” Lars mumbles, Bradley could hardly hear what Lars said from how quiet he said it.

“I have two jobs! I don't think doing writing stories on stuff is your thing though.” Marx says causing Bradley to roll his eyes.

“Well what's your other job then? Doubt that would be my thing either.” Bradley replies making air quotes.

“A coffee shop.” Marx says as stop walking, stopping at a bus stop.

“How far away is that?” Bradley asks raising an eyebrow.

“Kinda far, it's not a Starbucks.” they say laughing as Lars sighs in relief.

“Thank goodness, I rather not try to talk to a person at Starbucks, that way if I humiliate myself it won't go all over the media.” Lars grumbles.

“I'm sure it would still go all over the media.” Marx says patting his back grinning and Lars huffs slightly glaring at them.

“That's a lame goal.” Bradley says more to himself, but Lars hears and frowns.

A blue bus finally pulls up with all types of ads covering it. Marx hurries on leaving Lars behind. Bradley is last to get on and looks for an empty seat. The only empty spot is by a mother and her child. Bradley grunts to himself and moves to the seat. When he sits down the mother puts their son on her lap, creating space between them and Bradley.

Bradley rolls his eyes and signs. He tries to stretch his legs out a bit but is unable to with the tight space he's in. The kid takes peeks at him causing Bradley to glare. The boy turns his head away quickly holding onto his mother, who glares right back at Bradley.