"Athos?" I ask through the phone, painfully aware I'm stuffed into the boot of a car. I've had way too many drinks for this.
"It's three A-M D'Art." The muffled sleepy reply growls out. Okay he was asleep, so it wasn't him. That still doesn't rule out Aramis and Porthos.
"Apparently, can you please tell me that one of you three idiots decided a drunk D'Artagnan would look good in the boot of a car?" I groan as the car speeds over a pothole and my fragile head collides with a jack.
"D'Art, what happened?" He asks, more coherent this time.
"I don't know, I was out drinking with Aramis and Porthos." I wrack my brain for an answer but all I find is fog and pain. "That's all I remember."
"Okay, can you get yourself in a position to see where you are or-" Athos sounds more awake, more alert.
"Please Athos," I sigh, cutting him off. "This isn't the first time I've been stuffed into a car boot. I was just wonder if you knew or I was actually kidnapped by the worlds dumbest criminals. Give me a moment." I shove the phone into my back pocket and shift around until I can get the Jack and bust my way out.
Ten minutes later I duck and roll onto a lonely stretch of road and almost get hit by a second car. I curse and make a run for it, back the way we'd come.
"Athos, can you come get me? I don't know where I am." I almost yell down the phone as I dodge a bullet. The cars scream to halt and turn back to me.
Hey sorry for the delay and a not so satisfying one shot but life gets on the way. I'll try and update as soon as I can. And feel free to add onto any of my ideas for this if it sparks your creative interests :)
But question, what would you guys prefer 1st person POV or 3rd??
