She scoffs. Aretha and Whitney. Cute. Good to know there's a hutch she can crash in the next time she's shitwrecked in the middle of town.
"Unfortunately." She checks over her shoulder one last time but no one is in pursuit of them. The road feels more barren than usual, though she knows it as a lonesome road.
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"Unfortunately." She checks over her shoulder one last time but no one is in pursuit of them. The road feels more barren than usual, though she knows it as a lonesome road.