Few minutes later, a call comes in and he punches the answer button on the steering wheel and a masculine voice pops up from the console."Son, how are you doing?" the person asks. It's his dad. I turn to look at Scott who looks very calm as he replies, his eyes still on the road."Very good, sir," he responds. "I will be landing a few weeks from now. I was hoping you'd pick me up at the airport?" he asks. "Alright, I will, just let me know as soon as you arrive at the airport," Scott says. "Okay, and son, I hope everything is fine, the house? Yourself?""Everything is well taken care of dad," he chuckles."That's good," his dad says. "Uhm, dad I want you to talk to my best friend," Scott says while trying to hide a smile. My eyes widen up and I shake my head, and mouth a huge NO but then..."Oh, Kye? I heard he got injured," comes his dad's response. "Well,
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