Chloe was 3 words for you, according to your parents: a bad influence.

But of course, that never stopped you both from seeing each other.

Today, she pulled up in her truck, smoking a cigarette as usual. You ran straight out of Blackwell Campus, and hopped into her truck’s passenger seat.

“Hey princess, let’s get the fuck outta here, huh?” She smirked and drove out of the parking lot of Blackwell, and onto Arcadia Bay’s main street road— passing Two Whales Diner.

Bad influence..