you sighed, taking a sip of the mostly watered down coke you got from the gas station a few hours back. a glance to the gps screen made you even more tired. it read ‘12 hours remaining’.

you and your girlfriend of 4 years, paige, had recently finished your college basketball careers and were headed to your new home in dallas. you were blessed with being drafted to the same team, meaning you could continue your life together. the downside at the moment? paige had the bright idea to drive the 25 hours from connecticut to texas. the idea seemed fun, a little roadtrip with your girlfriend. it obviously wasn’t all it was made out to be. it was boring, most of the drive being down a empty interstate with nothing to see out the window besides hills and random buildings severy now and then.

“aight, my legs’re cramping so bad. we gotta stop somewhere.” paige said, watching for the nearest exit with a gas station or somewhere you could make a pit stop.