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Hermes did not like this. Not one bit. Everything was telling him to stay home, where it's safe and sound. To bunker down until it all passed. But that's not how people worked. They were messes, emotional chaotic beings that rarely listened to logic or their primal urge to run to safety. Hannah being a shining example of this, and Mandy and Hermes to follow. He knew she wanted to be with family, to check on her parents, and his sentimental ass wasn't about to let her or his cousin brave that on his own. His leg shook as he leaned against the counter, nerves wracking him until finally he propped off of it and finished the bag of chips he'd gotten.

 [i][color=67AB6D]”Fine. All three of us will go. I don't want you going out alone in all this, and I sure as hell don't want my cousin driving back alone after you've gone. But in taking snacks for my anxiety as we drive.”[/color][/i] Hermes signed as he spoke to Hannah. He tossed the bag into the trash can, grabbing something else for the road as he wiped the salt from his fingertips onto his pants. How bad could it be? There couldn't be that many people out there that were like Coach and Elio, right? Surely there were four ar max. He let out a long sigh before he signed again. [i][Color=67AB6D]”Well, Fuck. Are we ready?”[/color][/i]