gas station
luke: we should buy some food while we're here.
liv: and when you say food, you actually mean twenty packets of tim-tams.
luke: [mumbles] what? they're yum.
liv: [scoffs] no, you're just a chocoholic.
[luke scowls at liv as he continues to fill up the car with gas, while she enters the
store to buy snacks and pay for the petrol]
liv: i got it all. even a packet of tim-tams.
luke: [smiles] thanks. now let's keep going. we shoud reach the border in a few hours.
liv: honestly, my butt is going to go permanently numb if i don't do something about it.
luke: [laughs] you poor thing.
liv: yeah, well, would you rather me complain until we stop next?
luke: sit on your pillow or something.
liv: [hops in the car, picking up gigi from her pillow and setting her back down, bringing the pillow up front] this better work.
luke: [raises an eyebrow] you better of not upset the cat too much, she'll get you.
liv: [shoots him an are-you-freaking-kidding-me look] yeah, cause she's scary.
[both turn to look at the small cat, who'd now replaced her pillow with lukes suitcase.
liv turns back to luke and chuckles.]
luke: it's going to get fur all over it.
liv: your suitcase is black. now get in, i'm driving.
luke: you can't drive if your sitting on a pillow. that's just...odd.
liv: [pops head out the window, shooting luke a dead look] just get in the car.
luke: [rolls eyes] little miss bossy we've got here. i'll just have to eat the tim-tams by myself then.
liv: i don't even like tim-tams.
luke: you've deeply offended me.
liv: you'll get over it. you love me.
luke: just give me a minute.
liv: [pulls out of the gas station and back onto the highway, shaking her head and chuckling.]
luke: i'm good now.
liv: that's good.
luke: isn't it?
liv: just eat your tim-tams.
YOU ARE READING
road trip
Short Story❝road trip: when two beings have a need to get away. having no real destination. the distance travelled spent fighting over who is driving, and bringing the cat, who your best friend is terrified of.❞
