❝ Yellow Camaro ❞
❝ YO RENNA! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE! ❞
Bolivia's Car Lot was a normal Hotspot for people to grab their first cars, with the large town of Los Angeles, it was common for young people looking for work to come in and work at the old business.
Sliding from under a broken-down black SUV with broken glass, a raven-haired girl sits up on a sliding board. ❝What do you want Bobby!?❞ Yelling back at the voice, Renna Graves, a 19-year-old female with black hair reaching her shoulders and deep green eyes sits up from the sliding board, a leather jacket hanging on the car bumper.
The female stood up, not hearing a response. She grabs her leather jacket, swinging it over her right shoulder and exits the dusty building, Bobby waving to her as a greeting, a tow truck behind him towing a vibrant yellow car.
❝ An old Camaro? ❞ Renna stares at it, joining Bobby at staring at it. A bright yellow car with two large black stripes that go from the hood to the bumper, scratches and scrapes all over the car, looking like a wife went crazy over a cheating husband. ❝ It looks beaten up; you think you're going to get a sale on this? ❞
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