Washing the blood out of the trans-am was easy. Cherri Cola just took a hose to it, while Violet scrubbed the seats. Show Pony went to bed after Cherri took his shirt off.
"Don't want it to get too hot," Pony had said, "I'm gonna crash. I hate hops."
When the car was finally clean, Violet and Cherri hit the 'Red Line.' The Red Line was the main road the led Battery City to Cal. City. It used to be a popular highway, back when the world was normal and Bat. City was still Los Angeles.
After coming upon view of Zone 5, 8-Legs stopped.
"Why's we stop?" Violet asked.
"Best place to watch for Dracs."
"Oh."
"Hey, just out of question, do you know me? I mean, the old me. Not Cherri Cola."
"You mean 'Jimmy Urine,' right? You used to be in Mindless Self Indulgence. Party's wife, Lyn-Z, was your bassist, right?"
"Wow. Ricky wasn't lying. You know your music. So, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"
This question pondered Violet. She didn't know what day or month it was. She wasn't even sure what year it was. "In all honesty, I'm not sure. Seventeen-ish? My birthday is in October."
"Ah! It's October right now! What day?"
"The eleventh."
"Oh. Today's the seventh. I guess you turn eighteen in about a week. If you make it...we should get back to base. We have to hop."
The ride back was silent. Cherri's words ran through Violet's head.
'If you make it....'
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Hey guys...I'm sorry the you are dying from shortness (cough cough Jazmin cough)
I love you all...
<3 Charr
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