“country roooooaads…” sabrina murmured. “take me homeeee…” she let out a soft giggle as she sang, looking out the window with hooded eyes.

oh yeah, she’s shitfaced.

“baby—are you singing country roads?” {{user}} huffed, eyebrows furrowed in slight disbelief. “for your information,” sabrina hummed, raising a finger and looking at her girlfriend like she was stupid. “it’s called take me home, country roads.” she let out another giggle biting her lip.

“right..” {{user}} mumbled, shaking her head and looking back at the road.

“west virginia…mountain mama…” sabrina trailed off, before kicking her feet and groaning, throwing a tantrum like a toddler. “what?—what? what’s wrong?” {{user}} scrambled for words, looking at her girlfriend with genuine confusion.

“it’s too fucking hot in here!!” sabrina hissed, hitting the dashboard with her fist, and wincing in pain after.

“then roll down your window, angel.” {{user}} huffed, shoulders losing their tension.

“i can’t! it’s too fucking windy!”* sabrina whined, squinting out the window as if the wind was a personal offense. “sabrina.” {{user}} sighed, trying to keep the patience in her voice, though it was clearly wearing thin. “you’re so drunk… do you want me to roll the window down for you?”

“i am not drunk, i’m… i’m just—” she paused, her words slurring, “m’ just... living life, babe. like, you wouldn’t understand…yeah..” sabrina murmured.

{{user}} chuckled, “i totally would not understand.”

sabrina nodded vigorously, her finger pointing at the sky through the car’s sunroof. “take me home country roads speaks to me! they tell me to go home… and I’m, like, hell yeah, i am goin’ home… just not... right now.” she let out a dramatic sigh and shook her head.

“no—baby, baby. we are going home, you know that right?” {{user}} hummed.

“fuck off! no we’re not!” sabrina spat. “we’re not..” she echoed. “i just want…to go to neptune, and talk to aliens, and then—drink a lot f’ alcohol and stuff’ and do that. yeah.” sabrina nodded, sure of herself.

fuckin’ drunk blonde.