𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 ― sodapop curtis

𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 <3

Work dragged on, and was kind of dull, so when it's finally over, at around 5 o'clock, I'm more than happy. I give a quick good-bye to Missy, before rushing out of the hospital like my head's on fire. Not paying attention, I ram straight into someone. I start to mutter profuse apologies, but a deep, familiar voice stops me. I look up to see who I ran into, and a smile immediately engulfs my face. "Soda!", I exclaim, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him hard. He laughs, hugging me back. "Honey, you just saw me four hours ago, when I brought you lunch.", he breathes. I pull back, my arms still around his neck. "I don't care. I can't stand being away from you that long. Will this always be so hard?", I say, biting my lip. Soda smiles, and leans down, giving me a kiss, melting all my worries away. "No, it won't, I promise.", he says against my lips. I pull back, before snuggling into him. Soda holds me there for a bit, before letting go and taking my hand. He leads me to his old Ford, opening the passenger side door for me, and shutting it once I am in the car. A few minutes later he's settled into the driver's side front seat. He turns on the ignition, and clicks his seat belt into place, me following suit. Soda takes my hand immediately, and drives off. I expect him to take the turn to my house, but instead, he turns a different way. Confused, I ask, "Soda, where are we going?". Soda looks at me briefly, squeezing my hand. "I am taking you to a place where everything is normal. To a place where we can be ourselfs...".