Thursday comes, and so does Scott!

You're old enough to drive, so Thursday morning you get out the car and prepare for the secret meeting. You are just about to drive off when Scott runs up.

"Jake, you can drive! Where are you going?"

"Mind your own buisness!" you reply

"Can I come?"

"No you cannot!"

"I'll be good, I promise."

"I'm sorry Scott, but this is something I must do alone. Maybe we'll go somewhere tomorrow or the weekend, OK?"

"OK." says Scott, but he still looks dissapointed.

Written by AR Jackson (edited by wanderer)

Let him come with you
Go alone
You have an extra passenger

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