"The spare is flat too."

Frankie sighs after taking it out and sitting on the ground. You and Frankie were following the rest of his friends behind on his Jeep but got a flat tire. You guys were going on a three day weekend but there was no service to call them.

"We're gonna have to either walk it... Or camp here." Frankie said as he stood up, lifted his cap and brushed his hair with his fingers before he put it back on and looked at you.