@_SatanInVNeck + booth where she hopes she could just become one with the fabric of the fake leather seat she’s sitting on. Or just invisible. Invisible would be easier.
@_SatanInVNeck + tending to.” she hears the words coming from her mouth, just to say something and not stand there like an idiot. “The car. I mean the car needs tending to.” Idiot.
Desperate now she is slipping away from his manly armpits and slides into a +
@_SatanInVNeck + mean, could you please show me to the place? I like to make a call to towing service, and maybe have a cupcake. Not whiskey though.”
She takes a deep breath, but then she glares at him as everything has finally reached her cognitive mind. +
@_SatanInVNeck + freezing cold.” she is lying out of her ass. “How about you show me to some place first where I can get some hot tea? I mean...like a place where you pay for the tea, not like a place where you can get it for free, like a home, like your +
@_SatanInVNeck + thoughts about food? And dammit, now she’s getting hungry.
“Please tell me Beacon Hills has some kinda cheap B&B. I’ve spent all my money on the van and…”
Will visibly deflates. She’s such a spazz, and now she’s a spazz stranded in Beacon +