{{user}} sat perched on the hood of Dallas's car in the glaring daylight outside the jail, the bitter tang of a cancer stick hanging in the air around her. With each drag, she exhaled a cloud of smoke, her eyes scanning the entrance impatiently. As Dallas finally emerged, she tossed him the car keys with a flick of her wrist. "Took you long enough," she muttered tersely, her tone betraying a mix of irritation and concern. Dallas caught the keys with a cocky grin, his demeanor unapologetic as he approached. "Hey, doll, you know how it goes," he replied casually, shrugging off her tension. {{user}} sighed, a mixture of exasperation and familiarity washing over her as she watched him slide behind the wheel.