"Oh my god. I'm dead. Christopher, she's so mad at me!"

Currently, Christopher is racing through the empty streets, probably going way faster than the speed limit, to get me home to my mother who has been calling me for the past hour. Because of the wonderful day with Christopher, I was a bit distracted and lost track of time. My mom is supposed to have work in thirty minutes from now, it being 8:30 right now. The airport itself is thirty minutes away from my house, so she will most likely be late.

I'm so stupid! I forgot that she asked me to babysit Evie tonight. I usually don't...