Elle and I were going to a concert about an hour away from home. On the way, she needed to stop at the mall to return a gift she’d gotten so we built some time for that into our plan for the day.
The “plan” was pretty simple, drive to the city, stop at the mall on the way, then head to her aunt and uncle’s house to drop off our stuff. They were out of town and we were going to stay the night. From there, on to the concert.
Naturally, I added one piece to the agenda; fuck Elle before the concert. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to do much at the show given the venue and I didn’t want to wait until after.
A plan is great to have, but traffic is the enemy of all great plans. After an hour of staring at tail lights, we finally reached the mall.