Smirking, Jared leaned back lazily in the driver seat. "You're just jealous of my mad skills," he replied with a playful sort of arrogance in his voice before he laughed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fuckin' lame. Whatever."
Draping an arm around her, Jared let out a heavy sigh. "Gracie...truer words have never been spoken," he agreed to the sentiment of losing their minds out of boredom. Jared had been feeling that way all day...for the past week, at least. So when Gracie suggested throwing alcohol into the mix, his eyebrows arched with interest and when she then added in Dance, Dance Revolution, Jared couldn't help it. He lost his shit laughing. "Oh, my God...can you fucking imagine?!"