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“I promise, it will be great.” Marx says as they rush off the metro.

Bradley was getting tired of using buses to get around. He started to consider getting a driver's license...and well a car. His sister definitely wouldn't trust him driving it around, not alone at least. He had to at least have her presence there.

“I don't know if I should trust you or not but you're all I got at the moment. Your twin doesn't talk enough or loud enough for me to hear half the time.” Bradley points out causing Lars to glance down while walking by Marx's side.

“Do-Don't you have some friends who can help better than us?” Lars asks softly.

“There we go with not speaking up again.” Bradley replies rolling his eyes causing Lars's cheeks to grow red.

“Don't tease Larsy too much.” Marx says laughing and pats Lars's head.

“Well I could ask Juke while we're at the mall, he has a radio station there.” Bradley says thinking to himself now. “He could broadcast the party! I don't know my sister's friends for real but I know my sister just loves attention.” he says rolling his eyes.

“I think that's a great start then!” Marx exclaims as they walk to the automatic doors in the front of the mall.

“Um..broadcast a party? Wouldn't strangers come?” Lars asks glancing between the two while they walked in the mall.

“We need to seem fancy.” Bradley replies.

“I think you broadcasting it will do the exact opposite.” Lars mumbles.

“I can't hear you if you mumble.” Bradley scoffs walking a little ahead of Lars.

Bradley decided they should broadcast the party before getting everything they needed to set it up. Of course that was a good idea…. Lars voiced out his opinion on it and Bradley ignored him since he spoke too softly or low.

Bradley ran to Juke's radio station, slightly leaving the two behind. But they somehow kept up with him.

“Juke!” Bradley yells when he runs inside and bangs a bit on the door to the recording area.

Juke and his partner slowly turn around eventually. Juke's face lights up and he tells Lam to give him a second. Some buttons are pressed before Juke walks out the room, and glances at the two people with Bradley.

“I have a small favor to ask.” Bradley says pinching his fingers together.

“How small are we talking here?” Juke asks raising an eyebrow.