⇨ wildin';; ⇦ [closed]

[heartout]

s t e v i e * f i n n
age;; 24
gender;; female
role;; nostalgic
location;; van
tags;; everyone
ooc;; -

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stevie sighed as she felt the sad excuse for an air conditioner replaced by the air of the plate leo was holding. her hair swayed in the faux wind, although it felt no different - it was just the same, scorching air blowing towards her at a faster speed. she thanked him anyways before he continued to fan himself. when he turned the air conditioner towards him, however, she clawed at it, forcing it towards herself. even if it didn't work very well, it was still better than nothing, at least.
stevie shook her head, glancing at ash in the rear-view mirror. "oh, no. no one gets behind the wheel of this baby besides me," she assured, once again petting the dashboard, murmuring, 'isn't that right?' under her breath. "besides, i'm not tired. it's just so damn hot..." she shook her head again, as if scolding the weather for being so incredibly difficult. she glanced at the rear-view mirror once again to see the shiny, plastic bottle displayed in ash's hand. her fingertips gripped the wheel tighter, if that was possible, and her voice was soft and ginger to mask the temptation of jumping from the seat and tackling him. "ashie, sweetie, hand me a bottle of that water, would you?" she asked, smiling a threatening smile into the mirror. "or else you're just going to have to hold it."
the appearance of vans and cars zooming past them on the neighboring lane began decreasing as the hour progressed. even though it was almost five o'clock, the sun still hung high in the air, straight above them, beating down upon the roof of the van. the sandy dunes around them were frozen in the absence of wind. "i'm not sure i even know where we're going, let alone whether we're there or not." she sighed in response to leo.

[pyro,]

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NAME: Asher Augustus Gold
AGE: 22
TAGGED: everyone
LOCATION: in a van
MOOD: urgent
SEX: male

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T H E W A L K I N G D I C T I O N A R Y
Ash looked at Steav though her mirror and gave her a look. Fine. but you have to let me off soon. or imma piss all over your damn seats. He pulled out one of the bottles and passed it up to the front of the van. Ash was acting like a jerk and he knew it. But stevie might understand he was just joking around. He looked at Julius who was of cause mute who was waving a sign that read Hope you guys know, the temperature will drop at night. We should bring out the blankets to get ready. Yah i do know, but now it's like 100 degrees so maybe in like an hour. Ash was desperately in need to get out of steavs damn van. one way or another. Ash looked out of the window again just to see how much scenery had changed. But it hasn't. just trees and land.

[minette]

✘ ✗ J U L I U S ✗ ✘
xxx male ;; nowhere ;; everyone ;; flustered ;; shipname: jeo?? lulius??
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Julius felt his ears burn at the cocky smile that Leo gave him. He took off his glasses and get his spectacles kit for cleaning. The kit had mainly small things, in it there is a disinfectant spray, a small bottle of 409, a tissue, and a handkerchief. He sprayed the 409, and then wiped it with the tissue to get rid of any dirt. He rubbed the glasses 10 times counter clock wise for each speck. After that, he got rid of the remains of the tissue that were on his glasses with his handkerchief.

Once he had gained his composure, he glared at the laid back boy and then wrote down, 'Shut up.' on the board. He liked the way he made the 's' and almost wanted to keep it. But it wasn't in the center, it seemed to be 19 inches from the middle of the white board. He had recounted the money this morning. The money was all of their savings, bank accounts, piggy banks, and etc. Just asHe searched up on his iPhone for nearby hotels. But he highly doubted that there would be one. Also the police could catch them if they signed in so scratch that idea. He started to write down ideas. The ones he came up with were; camp out, in the van, strangers house.

They all ended up being a bust. So he decided to ask a question, 'Where do you think we should go, Zielkara?'
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