This is so boring,” Ben moaned as he tried to peek out through the curtain without actually showing his face.
“Ben, get away from the window,” Gwen hissed as her cousin tried to ignore her, “Grandpa said this was a bad part of town and he wanted to stay in the rustbucket and not let anyone see us.”
“I know,” Ben said, pulling his head away from the window and slumping back into the bench next to it. “I remember what he said just as well as you do, Gwen. He said this was the bad part of town, but it was the best place to get the rest of the things we need now that we’re one happy fucking family.”
“Those weren’t his exact words,” Gwen said with a smirk, “but close enough. What do you think he’s buying anyway?”
“I don’t know,” Ben said with a shrug as he watched his red haired cousin working on her computer.