When the silence finally got to me, I turned to Yuche.
"Where are we going?" I asked. I could feel the tension in my neck and shoulders every moment I was pulled away from my couch and dramas.
I really didn't think that I would be able to hold on much longer and be sane.
"I thought we could do a Costco run," replied Yuche, his voice annoyingly carefree. "I figured that that place has everything. It's a good place to start." He looked into the rearview mirror, a smirk twisting on his lips as he stared at Chenghai. "Do you have your shopping list? I always end up spending too much money in that store if I go in with no plan."
"No," spat Chenghai, and the tone was a lot more vicious than I had ever heard him use before.
"This was your idea," I remember him. "And if you keep acting like this I am going to turn the car around and you don't get your supply run."
