16:13:45

Bradley was rushing out the mall with a cart filled with stuff. Not just one cart was being pushed out the mall, but two. Marx was pushing the other close behind while Lars tried to keep up.

“This is literally insane! We aren't supposed to drag carts out of the mall!” Lars yells as they ignore him, only running faster once they make it outside somehow.

“You're either with us or being left!” Bradley yells back at Lars. “But I appreciate that I'm able to hear you, I guess.” he says causing Lars to huff and roll his eyes.

“Marx, you know better!” Lars says speeding up past them to get to Bradley. “You're a bad influence!”

“I'm not the only one.” Bradley replies with a shrug.

“How are we going to get on the bus with all of this?” Lars says gesturing toward the carts.

“You have a point, call an uber. And make sure they got a van.” Bradley says as they start leaving the parking lot of the mall area.

“Call an uber? Are you mad?!” Lars yells as Marx starts dialing a number, calling an uber. “Marx!”

“All for my research Larsy, chill.” Marx responds then turn away talking politely to whoever was on the other end of the phone.

Somehow they all made it to Bradley and his sister's place. That’s when Bradley decided to rent out a large guest room and so they had to call another uber.

“Didn't you announce the party to be at your place?” Lars huffs as he puts up decorations on the wall.

“The guest room is apart of the building isn't it? Plus I did put up a sign on our door and the walls. I also told Val to come here.” Bradley says as he put out a punch bowl on a table. “I think we need more punch bowls and punch.” he says wiping his forehead.

“You barely did anything and you're sweating?! I'm the one on a ladder here, climbing up and down. Let's not forget me moving it around to hang things up.” Lars huffs, as Marx hands another punch bowl and huge bottle of punch to Bradley.

Soon people started to arrive just as Lars was fixing up the cake. Bradley was pacing as Marx took shots of all the work they done. And some people were banging on the doors to the room.

“Are you done yet?!” Bradley yells at Lars who glares while he puts candles in the cake.

“Maybe I would have been done sooner if you got number candles instead of just normal candles, and we could have called it a day.” Lars huffs as he finishes putting the candles in and gets the lighter.

“Well I don't have all day! The people are waiting! And my sister could be here any minute.” Bradley yells and Lars gives him the finger, glaring at him before turning back to lighting the candles. “Forget it!” he yells and unlocking the doors letting a huge group of people run in.

“I'm not done yet!” Lars screamed as many people started to devour the food.

Marx turned up the music while Bradley tried to get people to be more civilized for his sister. He checked around to see if she was here but there were so many people. Juke really wasn't lying about all the people that listened to him on the radio. Or people just like parties. Bradley started charging people as more came and even some that already was there. He just was waiting for his sister.