––––––––––––HER BOYFRIEND WAS an ass. she had realized it when he first cheated on her and decided the best way to announce it was in front of all of his friends with no sense of remorse. and yet she stuck around, mostly because at one point this had been good. so good that she was stuck on that feeling, holding onto that one bit of fleeting love, hoping it would, in some way, come back. it never did, and she’s standing there, hearing him curse her out for one thing or another. the first time chris did that, adira had disappeared crying. but since then, it was almost white noise, only a few words hurting her more than she’d like to admit. so she remains quiet, his friends chattering away, christ still yelling, as she picks up all the dishes, bringing them back to the kitchen. this wasn’t anything new, but damn, she was getting tired. @madlvvewrites​ !

“Well...this is a predicament...” Cristine mumbled to herself, glancing around the abandoned, country road. She didn’t know where she was (which was pretty rare for the girl), or the first thing about fixing the smoke that was starting to leak out from under the hood of her car. “Ummmh--” She glanced around, beginning to wring her hands together. Taking a little road trip had seemed like a good idea from the offset, but a couple hours into the drive and she had started to regret her decision. By that point, though, she was already too far into it-- and she didn’t even know if she would be able to go back. She couldn’t think of that now, though. Now, she had to figure out how to get her car to work again and get her to the nearest motel-- and before it started to rain, like it looked like it was threatening to do. She glanced at her phone again, frowning at the ‘No Service’ symbol flashing at the top of her screen.