"I know I give you a lot of shit, but just be careful! You're driving like a fucking maniac! I'm worried about her, too."

Mike sped through an intersection, barely tapping his brakes as he did so. 'I'm worried. I'm so fuckin' worried,' he kept thinking over and over.

"Me too bro, me too."

'I'm gonna lose my shit if...' the thought trailed off. He didn't want to finish it.

"Dude, this doesn't seem real. I know I change my favorites all the time with your sisters, but Danni really is my favorite, man. She's just gotta be okay!"

That surprised Mike. That was the first time he could remember...