.:Joel:.
The game was counting down now, and the race was about to begin. 3, 2, 1, GO! Joel began fumbling around with the controls, swerving left and right with Luigi on the screen, smiling a bit.
.:Justin:.
His phone buzzed again when he got a voice-mail, and he decided he should at least listen to it. He took his phone out again and dialed his voice-mail number, then waited and listened to the message. A frown spread across his face as he heard what happened, and he lifted the phone from his ear; what should he do?









