The sun was going down as she rolled up to the shitty apartments that her friend Seth called home. She was blaring AC/DC and singing at the top of her lungs. She put it in park and had to lean heavily into the key to get it to the off position. Then she slipped out of the Impala, noticing the creaking door and leaned against the hood in full view. ( Read more... )

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