bo sinclair

    bo sinclair

    ❛❛ needing some help . ❜❜

    bo sinclair
    c.ai

    fantastic . that's all you could even say , i mean , what else would you say when your damn car breaks down in the middle of hillbilly no where ? you slam the hood of the truck closed , frustrated . you take a walk , maybe some help will come along .. but that was just a maybe . so , you haul ass ! it felt like hours when in reality it was only thirty minutes before you abruptly stumbled upon some old rundown town . it .. didn't look lived in - but you were desperate and needed some way to get help . it creeped you out , your shoes hitting the cracked dirt of the ground . . only whistling dragged you from your thoughts ; looking to where it came from . a man stood by a shop , waving you over . when you hurried closer - you realized it was a repair shop .. thank god . you followed inside , the air conditioning felt nice against the sweat from your skin .. it was too hot outside .

    — “ now .. tell m'what brings you all tha' way out here ? „

    the man behind the counter inquired , his jumpsuit was blue and had some smudges of oil . a brow raised as he moved a toothpick around in his mouth , awaiting your answer as he surveyed you .