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[arzinea]

"Yes, I'm serious. Be right back!" Nunki said, getting out of the car quickly and quite literally running to the bathroom. She sighed with relief, washed her hands, and went out of the bathroom.

[м o e]

E.Z. -- Male -- 18

He watched her run out, still trying to catch his breath from laughing. When she started walking back he kept an eye on the gas station, you never knew who hung around.

[arzinea]

Nunki was walking back to the car when suddenly she heard a voice behind her, a guy voice, saying, "Hi there pretty baby." She felt her heart beating quickly and quickened her pace, ignoring the stranger. The stranger also quickened his pace and grabbed her arm. Her eyes were wide with fear, her heart beating even quicker.

[м o e]

E.Z. -- Male -- 18

He frowned when she disappeared from view behind a corner and didn't appear after a couple seconds. Eventually he opened the car door and got out, walking over to where he had last seen her. "Nunki?"

[arzinea]

"E.Z, help!" Nunki cried out, trying to wrench her elbow away from the guy's grip, unsuccessfully. The guy grinned and came closer to her. She tried to step back, but she couldn't. The fear was clear as daylight in her hazel eyes.

[м o e]

E.Z. -- Male -- 18

The second he heard her scream he was sprinting around the corner. He saw what was happening and punched the guy, wrenching his hand off of Nunki.

[arzinea]

Nunki was shaking badly, "T....Thank you." She said, her voice shaking also. She tries to avoid going to gas stations, these kinds of things almost always seemed to happen to her. She would always have a friend with her though...which is a good thing.

[м o e]

E.Z. -- Male -- 18

He nodded slightly, his eyes locked on the man as he walked away, making sure he stayed gone before turning and holding her shoulders. "Are you OK?"

[arzinea]

"I...I guess...let's just...get out...of here." Nunki said, shuddering a little.

[м o e]

E.Z. -- Male -- 18

He nodded and helped her back to the car, hating to think about what would have happened had he not been there.