1x08 'the pull'
"YOU WANNA CRASH AN AMBULANCE WITH ME?"
Aislin looks up from where she had been sat in the clubhouse. Darkness had fallen, she'd had a shot or two or three per the boys peer pressuring. She'd been getting ready to walk home when Juice walked over, bearing his grin as he uttered those words to her. She giggles slightly, shrugging her purse onto her shoulder.
"What?" She asks, a little taken aback by his request. He keeps his grin as he hears her confused laugh "Give it a proper send off, you know. Plus you'll help me blend in more. People look through the window of an ambulance and see a guy with head tatts driving it, might raise some eyebrows"
As it turned out, alcohol from Aislin's meds mixed really well (or very poorly, depending on who you ask.) The girl was all smiles as she felt the warm buzz.
"I'm...not in the state to drive" she chuckles, holding her hands up as if surrendering that information. Juice chuckles, taking his pointer and middle finger just as she had done on the night they met, and giving her a gentle push, watching her lean back slightly before resuming her original spot.
"Nah, you're fine. No stumbling. Besides, you're really gonna let the ambulance go without saying goodbye?" He urges, jabbing her with his pointer finger a few times more as if to pester her into agreeing.
Aislin chuckles, smacking his hand away
"You're funny..." she states amidst her laughter "and I do really love that ambulance...and that I got to witness Kip steal it...but I don't know if I can take the heartbreak of seein' her go..." she tacks on. Juice scoffs, grabbing her arm.
"C'mon..." he urges, tugging her along. Aislin laughs, following him to the ambulance. Once inside, she starts the ambulance, backing it out of the car— only narrowly missing the wall before they pull out onto the desolate streets of Charming, with her driving and Juice directing.
"You know this can be seen as kidnapping, right? If you take me across state lines that's a felony" Aislin jokes, making sure to keep her eyes on the road. She would probably pass a ride check if there were to be one, but it didn't mean she wasn't going to attempt to put all of her focus on making this a smooth ride.
"That's only if you're a kid, I'm pretty sure. Plus, you're the one driving!" He protests with a laugh as they pass by the 'WELCOME TO CHARMING' sign. "Hang a left"
"Hang a left" she echoes, flicking on the turn signal
"You're using the turn signal on a stolen vehicle?" He asks with a humorous scoff. Aislin chuckles
"It's a reflex! I've never driven a stolen ambulance before!" She protests, pulling off onto a dirt road, following it for a few minutes "you know, if you're gonna kill me out here, I'd appreciate a heads up"
"You are drunk."
"And you let me drive?!" Aislin replies, feigning shock. She laughs as she looks at Juice, playfully swerving the car slightly and being delighted at the nervous expression and laugh it exudes from him.
"Okay, okay! Point proven, eyes on the road Telford..." he replies, shifting in his seat. Aislin laughs again, continuing down the path as they start a climb up a small hill.
"It's okay, I'm a very good driver. Never crashed" she says as they pull up to the top of hill. Per Juice's instructions she reverses, backing it up slightly.
"No, just street raced. Which I never got by the way..." He muses as they step out of the ambulance. He moves to the back, opening the doors and taking a seat on the metal extended back.
"Never got what?"
"How you like...drive so fast, like you specifically. I mean I know you'll roll with stuff for the club but...street racing? On your own?" He asks as Aislin joins him. She shrugs, looking out at the lush forestry from the top of the little parkette area.
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