Best Friend || Tommy

Part 17

Continuation from last chapter

The car ride was boring, Tom was listening to music through his AirPods and playing on his phone. The two adults in the front here conversing and mostly staying silent

"Tubs? Wanna play eye spy?" I ask the boy looking as bored as I do

"Yes! I'm so bored" he groans, "I spy with my little eye something...blue!" He states, dragging out the 'something' until he knows what he spies

I take a look where he was looking, "Tommy's hoodie?" I ask

"Nope" he smiles

I look again and notice we're all wearing blue jeans, besides Will; he's wear those black pants he likes so much, "someone's pants?"

"No"

"The sky?"

"Nope"

I take a look, longer one and see the baby blue air freshener in the A/C, "air freshener?" I smile

"Yeah, finally. There's not many blue things here" he giggles

"I spy with my little eye something..."

And that's how the whole car ride went until we finally made it to the park type area

There were a lot of children and dogs, I want a dog

"Toms" I poke his arm

"Yeah?" He looks down at me

"Look at the dog" I point at a small pug laid out in the grass, enjoying life

"Aww, that's adorable" he grins, "what's your favorite type of dog" he holds my hand and we start walking with the group to the field where the fireworks would go off

"I've always loved small dogs like Corgis and Pomeranians, but I've always had a big dog; we had a lab named Chase" I went on, "what's your?"

"Oh- I like big dogs, like the two at home; Betty and Walter" he grins

"I can't wait to meet them-  if I can" I did bit mean to just invite myself, shit.

He's gonna hate you now, way to go whore

"I'd love for you to meet them!" His face lit up in excitement and squeezed my hand affectionately

We all walk a little more before getting to a relatively open spot, "I'm hungry, will one of y'all come with me to get something?" I ask

Can't you go by yourself, baby

"Yeah, let's go" Clay says and we walk to the food trucks that are all labeled in big bold letters, "you ok?" He asks and leans down to me

"Huh? Yeah, hungry. What looks good?" I change the subject and look at the different options, through the crowds I see a Mexican restaurant themes, American foods, and a lot of ice cream

"Want some fries and burgers?" He asks

"Do you mean chips" I joke with him, "wouldn't want anyone to know we're American" I laugh and he joins

"Right right, sorry" he rolls his eyes playfully, "don't let Tommy hear you, he'll throw a fit" we both laugh and get in line for our food, Clay actually called them chips and when he did the guys working looked at him very confused because we don't have accents

"He was so confused" I laugh and almost fall when walking back, "you went, 'oh and a side of chips' and he-" I couldn't even finish because I started laughing so hard

"What happened?" Will asked, only hearing a fraction of what I said

"Clay ordered fries and called them crisps and the guy look very confused and offended" I laugh and Will joins in while Clay tried to contain his very loud wheeze