[Oh my god ouch why would you even are you serious right now.
The backs of her eyes start to sting, but she's sure as hell not going to cry. Her hands tighten on the steering wheel visibly, her knuckles going white as she pushes her foot down a little on the accelerator. (will save 18)]
It'll be fine.
[They just have to save Thomas. She'll figure it out. She has to. She doesn't have a choice anymore. She already made it.]
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The backs of her eyes start to sting, but she's sure as hell not going to cry. Her hands tighten on the steering wheel visibly, her knuckles going white as she pushes her foot down a little on the accelerator. (will save 18)]
It'll be fine.
[They just have to save Thomas. She'll figure it out. She has to. She doesn't have a choice anymore. She already made it.]