Hannah grabbed the handle to the roll down and closed the back of the truck, locked it, and tossed the keys to Scottie. He caught them in one hand. She climbed in the passenger side, pausing to look over her shoulder as her brother watched.
Scottie looked around. "Okay, what the f**k is going on?!"
They rocked out in the truck to Bon Jovi while Scottie drove.
The truck came to a screeching halt directly outside of their storage bin.
Everything was unloaded in half the time to load.
"Is... this a montage?!" Scottie cried out deliriously.
Hannah closed the storage unit.
Both siblings fell onto the couch, exhausted.
Scottie looked around with a look that can only be described as flabbergast.
"What... the fuck... was that?" he asked sitting up.
"What was what?" Hannah responded.
"Al
