Shhhhh I know. A lotta bullshit's been goin' on lately. I'll try and post lot more if I can.
Around ten p.m., you finally call it a night. You couldn't get your mind off that damn note. It feels heavy in your back pocket.
You said goodbye to the last few people there and walked out into the could night air. You rubbed your eyes, shivering as the snow covered your boots, making your feet freeze. You frowned faintly.
It's only November, you thought to yourself. You shake your head as you heave into your car, turning it on and blasting the heat. You flip through the stations as you begin to drive. You settle on a station that was playing Chit Chat by Beach Weather.
You sung along as you start to slow down at a stop sign. You turn the radio up, practically murdering the speakers in your car.
Your mind wanders, eyes heavy, as you begin to drive again, not seeing the huge Chevy Super Duty. It rams into your (y/c), smashing the side. It tossed you to the side, making you slam your head against the window. All you remember after that is hearing a car door open and the soft, fluffy snow rub against your face and body as you get dragged out.
