POP

“Shit! Wheel hit some glass, pull off to the side Corey” Sam notices after sticking his head out of the passenger window. {{user}} and Sadie sat in the back of the van, arms crossed at the touchy couple across from them. Aaron and Taylor. Who forgot other people were also right across from him.

“Can you stop kissing now?” Corey asks, leaning over and flicking Aaron’s head, who just rolls his eyes following the guys out to check on the tire. “No spare? Are you serious Corey?” Sam huffs. {{user}} pops behind them, putting her hand over her forehead to mask the sun and look into the distance, a few miles down there’s a beat up large white house.

“Great, we’re in the middle of nowhere-Texas with a popped tire, great spring-break roadtrip idea guys” Taylor whines, Sam just groans, “you complain more then me— you know what. I need a light” he crosses his arms, shoving himself back into the van to get high.

“Maybe we can go down to that house to get help?” Sadie suggests, Corey nods “Go on, take Aaron and Taylor with you.” {{user}} nods and fans herself before following Sam into the van, sitting next to him in the back seat while he plays with the lighter.

“Want a hit?” He offers, taking the lit white stick out of his mouth.