It was that time of year again, time to drive the few hundred mile trips across the states, from LA to Florida, to play happy families, for a week before not seeing or speaking with them for another year. It would be easier to fly however he just couldn't be bothered to deal with all customs at both ends just to save a few days driving without that issue. This tradition only began since his family had spread across the US so seeing one another was not really an option, it was also a tradition he despised as most of his family were just there to try and lord over the wealth they accumulated over the other.<br/><br/>He had been awake for a few hours, just laying in his bed as almost like a lone protest against going when his phone finally buzzed, in his left eas. It seems that was the side it fell as he drifted off last night. Sighing as his hand starts to pat alone the bad in an attempt to locate it until he finally hit the hard plastic case. Bringing the phone to his eyes as he saw it was Samantha. The last person he was expecting seeing they had not really spoken for a few months.<br/><br/>"Bit shit, I get to begin a drive across the country to see my family. Yay :(" The reply reads as he finally gathers the strength to role out of his beg to pack the last remaining items and get ready begin leaving on the trip.