3rd person pov

(Y/n) sat next to Lester on the tailgate. The two had pulled over in a empty spot near the animal death pit to have a snack and chat for a minute. "Ok, OK, so you're telling me Bo stands for Beauregard?" (Y/n) laughs trying not to choke on some chips. Lester laughed and nodded. "Yup! Don't tell him I told you though. Whew last time any of us teased him bout his name I ended up sleeping in my truck for a week." (Y/n) looked over at Lester still laughing slightly. "A whole week? Man Beauregard should really work on his temper." The two stared at eachother for a second in silence before bursting out into laughter.

"Well what about you're family?" Lester asked handing (y/n) a chip. "Well, dad's a bitch. Mom is ok but we've had a lot of rough patches, she tries her best though." (If you have siblings you can include them.) "Oh I have a pretty good relationship with my grandparents. So yeah we're just a boring family I guess. Well the parts of my family I interact with are pretty boring." (Y/n) sighed and hopped down from the tailgate. "Hey Lester, can I ask ya something?" Lester nodded while having his mouth full of chips. "How long have you guys been doing the whole murder thing?" Lester looked at (y/n) for a second before rubbing the back of his neck. "Bein honest bout 10 years now I think. Moma started it when her brain started goin. I was still a teenager and the twins were in their 20s. Moma wanted to expand the whole house of wax deal into a 'Trudy's wax town' type of thing. People were already moving away cause businesses were dying. But Bo was definitely more for the murderin than Vince." Lester explained the situation as best he could to (y/n) who was currently poking a mushroom with a stick. "Not too surprising." She shrugged. "You just gotta get used to Bo. He'll warm up to ya eventually." (Y/n) rolled their eyes. "If he dont kill me first." The young woman sighed before resting their head on Lester's shoulder. Lester tensed up for a moment causing (y/n) to sit back up. "Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?" They asked slightly worried. "Hu? No! No. You're OK. I just uh, I'm just not used to, to that." Lester stumbled but (y/n) understood. With a small chuckle (y/n) nodded. "I get that. If you want we could hold pinkies instead." She held out her pinkie in the pinkie promise way and Lester smiled. Locking their pinkies the two relaxed. "You're really cool Lester." (Y/n) smiled as they looked out over grass.

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After a while of just talking, driving around, and listening to music, Lester and (y/n) had finally decided to make their way back to the house. Since it was getting colder (y/n) sat up front. Music blared through the truck as the two drove. (Y/n) sang along to the songs they knew with Lester happy as could be. Reaching the washout (y/n) got put to help Lester flip his tires. "Come on I told you I don't want you ruining none of your outfits." Lester said with a smile. "Come on if I'm going to be living with you guys I need to be helpful." (Y/n) said as they helped Lester. Once all the tires were ready (y/n) hopped into the bed of the truck once again. "Lets do this!" They beamed and Lester nodded before getting into his truck.

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Reader's pov

Opening the door to the house I see Bo sitting on the couch watching something on TV. "We're back, you two miss us?" I smile as I take off my heels. "My feet are fucking killing me in these." Bo looked up at me and shrugged. "Oh yeah, I can feel the love from here." I smirk and go into the kitchen. Vincent was just setting the table when he saw me. He had his hair up in a bun that was secured by a pen, and my apron on. Once Vincent saw me he set down the last plate and ran over to me. I squealed as he picked me up and spun us around. "Aww someone missed me." I giggle as Vincent sets me down. Nodding he leads me over to the oven. I gasped as Vincent pulled out a pan of corn bread. Doing a little happy food dance I watch Vincent lift the lid on a pot of chilli. "Vincent have I told you how much I fucking love you? Cause I'm really fucking loving you right now." I was probably smiling like a dork but I really didn't care. Vincent just sat me down and went into the living room to get Bo and Lester.

"So how was the drive?" Bo asked me as he sat right next to me. "Awesome! I haven't ridden like that in a fucking while." I smiled as I plated myself up. "I fucking love food like this." "You say fucking a lot." Bo states as he grabs himself a plate. "And you say stupid shit a lot but you don't see me complaining." I glare at him for a second before Lester and Vincent walk in. "Bo's being mean to me again." "I am not! She just keeps saying fucking!" I laughed as Bo tried to collect himself. "Come on everyone get seated I'm hungry!" Vincent sat on the other side of me as Lester sat infront of me. "Oh and um. Thanks, for today. I really needed it." I thank all of the guys at the table. "Hey it's not a problem (y/n) you've been so nice to us these passed few days we just wanted to do something nice for you." Lester grins. I smiled softly and turned to face the wall like usual. I kept my plate in my lap as I ate while Vincent and I held hands.