pure prep

Lake House | Jindi

“I hope you’re freakin’ ready!” Jude called from the other side of the door. It would probably be unlocked, but he didn’t want to force his way in so instead knocked a familiar AC/DC tune on the wood. He was hopped up on three cups of pure caffeine to prep himself for the drive, even though it wasn’t a very far drive, only an hour taking the parkway. He wasn’t even sure if their break in would be successful, but he wouldn’t share all of that with her, of course.