*In Chicago*
I floated down to my aunts lawn, no one coming out because it was pretty late about 2 am. So I knocked on the door, "Brady? I'm not going crazy right?!" Oh my aunt missed her a lot. "No Aunt Em. I was having a hard time so I came back." I said truthfully as she let me in. "Did something happen? Did where's Boomer? Are you hurt?" My aunt rambled "no, I'm alone Boom is still in Kinkow. I'm here alone to learn to finally mature." My aunt started to burst out in laughter "you? Mature? Haha! Oh your serious, sorry" "it's ok Aunt Em, lets go back to bed." She nodded sorta sleepily as I just reminded her it was pretty early.
I walked into Boomer's and I old room; all my guitars hanging on the wall. When we left for Kinkow I was only allowed to bring one so I brought my acoustic. But I miss them all, tomorrow I'm going to play around but now I should sleep. But first i should tell you about my room; you see me and Boomer literally so we split our rooms in half so on Boomers side his walls are red and mine are blue. since it looked kind of weird my bed was red and his was blue. Are room wasn't really a room we had our own gaming system going on we had our TV and controllers all hooked up and the couch was the most comfortable thing EVER! Well now im done explaining my epic room I'm sleeping.
