Chinni looses his guitar, and we split the taxi bill

Date: 8/15/2019

Chinni’s car breaks down on the road, me and mummyji are climbing the stairs. I exclaim isnt the flight at 8:30. It’s already 7:30 and we’ve still not left, on the stairs we realise another family of 3 also wants to get to the airport. So I say why don’t we share and split the bill. We’ve also bought some other crap. Me and Chinni are walking around and we go to a convenience store, looking for Chinni’s guitar. Someone else tries to pick it up. But I snatch it first and I say it’s mine. The guitar which is the size of a ukulele has got some scratches and some paint on it. I tell Chinni we can remove the paint with some qtips, and polish the guitar and it would be as good as new. He asks what about the scratches? I say let’s buff them out with our sleeves. Me and Chinni are happy