ღ Stupid Car - fixitgilbert ღ
When Amy had first gotten this car, there had been plenty of people who warned against it. Parts were hard to find, it could break down easier, and was super expensive, but Amy absolutely refused to give up her beloved '67 Chevy Impala.
Smooth leather interior, sleek black paint job, and the faint smell of perfume and smoke from it's last owner that the blonde couldn't really get rid of--Or wanted to. Amelia loved the vintage car and everything it was.
Until it broke down.
"Dammit," she mumbled, kicking the front wheel with her shoe.This was a mistake, as she had flip flops on and managed to hurt her toes. She cursed a bit more, then groaned. She was only a couple miles out away from her apartment, but those miles were awfully long and the sun was beginning to set. She didn't want to have to walk back in the dark.
After trying to start the engine one more time, Amy gave up and put her head on the wheel. A pair of headlights flashed behind her car and their owner slowly came to a stop.
