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amos burton. ([personal profile] churnback) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-05-16 06:48 am (UTC)

fluxdrift

[ He's still getting the hang of his car, shifting to the right gear — things he doesn't really know much about, but he's getting a literal crash course now. He has no real worry about getting used to it quickly enough, it'll just take time. The stretch of road ahead seems quiet enough, and he's almost easing into a feeling of peacefulness — as much as that can exist right now —

— when he's suddenly hit from behind. Fucking perfect.

It's not bad, it's just a jolt that takes him out of that sense of steadiness, like he had a handle on things and now he doesn't. That jolt also seems to screw up the radio, making the volume jump to almost max volume of its own accord. So some lady's crooning on the speakers about bright eyes, and the lady who hit him is yelling at him, and it's sure a damn day of some kind. He puts the brake on, gets out of the car, tries to speak loud enough to be heard over the music that hasn't shut off yet, inexplicably. ]


Yeah, so I just got here, but pretty sure the goddamn road is where I'm supposed to be. What the hell happened?

[ These vehicles aren't exactly top of the line, so there's a chance something malfunctioned, but he just has the quick sense it has way more to do with her. ]

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