Oregon Trail: A mystery in plain sight

If a Canary Faints..

Narrator POV

He looked at Evangeline with a skeptical eyebrow lifted. "Well? What do you want?"

'What do I want!?' She thought to herself.. Did this guy really not see her or was he avoiding conflict? 

"You almost hit me you idiot!" She scolded him. Yet he didn't even seemed phased. Was this guy even sober at this point!? He rolled his eyes without a single thought of what almost happened. How he nearly caused a case of manslaughter.."Well lady I didn't hit ya, so I kindly ask you to step away from my damn car.." His raspy voice softened in a way. Almost like his unapproachable demeanor was an act to get Evangeline to piss off like he 'subtly' suggested to her. "I wanna know who almost killed me!" She continued to make a fuss, but was it worth it? Who cares if it wasn't.. She just needed to know who this bastard was..He gave her a rough sigh."You're pissing me off, but fine lady..Just leave me be." The boy reached into his out of view pockets. What he pulled out was a small card.. Clearly his Identification. Which read the following:

Name: Ivan.G Canary

Age: 17

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Evangeline didn't bother to read the rest of the flimsy I.D card.

"There lady, happy?" Ivan tucked his card away and stretched his arms up. Maybe he's been driving for a handful of time..? Evangeline swallowed her continuous fury in an intentional gulp. 'He's just some reckless brat..' She thought to herself. "Don't try to run anyone else over.." Evangeline began to walk away. He was a kid..in a way. Of course he would drive like a dumbass. As she stepped away...

"Wait, you're walking off..now?" Ivan began to chuckle like some hyena. "You're clearly not from here,lady!" Evangeline looked at him from the distance she got to. The f_ck did the brat mean by that!? "What's that supposed to mean?" She stepped back to her spot by the truck. Ivan continued to chuckle with some crappy smile. "I mean it's twenty hundred hours right now, clearly ya ain't from Oregon Trail if ya walking off alone, now at all times!" Evangeline glared at him with puzzled intent. She still had no clue what Ivan meant. To her, he sounded like a drunken idiot that you'd find in a bar telling tales from the back of his head. So, what the actual hell could this bastard mean..?

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(A\N) :

Hellooo! I hope y'all like this actually good part. Oh..what are you talking about? What creepy words that look like gibberish?? Eh, maybe you're seeing things..most people do read stories late..Maybe that's why (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) Now, what could Ivan mean? We'll find out eventually... probably ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯. Also I'm aware that I'm not going by the upload schedule I said I would go by in my first author's note! I'ma start it now, don't worry lol. Starting now: Every Friday I will post a part for this story so I could have all week to work on those due parts even with school. Even so, you'll most of the time you'll always get your stories! ♪⁠┌⁠|⁠∵⁠|⁠┘⁠♪ (also wow- over 500 words- oops :D)

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