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Julia kept driving down the rode, glancing over at Leva with a sympathetic expression. The poor girl was restless and tossing and turning in the seat as the rain pounded against the glass windows and windshield. She kept her eyes back on the road, straining to see in the dark rain and water being washed up by the tires of the other cars driving in front of her. She sighed, leaning baack in the seat as her hands were firmly on the steering wheel and her own eyes were growing tired.
She flipped her dark blue hair and then spoke. "You hungry?" she asked, glancing at the girl. They were going to be in a town soon and if Leva was hungry; Julia would stop and grab her some food to eat before she got home. She kept looking back at the road again, tilting her head out the windshield, struggling to keep her own eyes open in the darkness.
She flipped her dark blue hair and then spoke. "You hungry?" she asked, glancing at the girl. They were going to be in a town soon and if Leva was hungry; Julia would stop and grab her some food to eat before she got home. She kept looking back at the road again, tilting her head out the windshield, struggling to keep her own eyes open in the darkness.