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"Well, what should we do now El?" Kassidy looked to her friend, hoping she knew what their next move should be, while eating a handful of Skittles. They had managed to hitchhike all the way to Pennsylvania without getting murdered or sold into sex trafficking, so she counted them both lucky. The only problem was they needed to get all the way to Arizona where her cousin lived. Kassidy made sure to bring some money along, so at the very least it would be a while before they went hungry. On the downside, they were about 2548 miles away from their destination, and walking on foot it would take more than Kasi was willing to walk to get there. "Wait I need to rest for a second." The brunette huffed and knelt down against the grimy brick wall of what looked like a bar on the outskirts of Pennsylvania. She noticed a group of rather drunk looking, older and much bigger, men a few feet away from them and sighed.
Kassidy prayed they would just stay over there and leave them alone. The last thing they needed was to be cornered by a bunch of sloppy drunks. It was a shame the group had noticed them, and apparently they were going to do just what Kasi was hoping they wouldn't. What luck.
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"ID? Come on man, does it look like I'm a day under twenty one?" came a reply from an equally tattoo'd, black haired, six foot two man. "Come on bro, just give me one vodka. I'll do my thing, you can do your thing." The man, Zach, had a bottle of Stolichnaya vodka in each hand, both rested on the counter. He leaned forward slightly before offering, "look, I'll even pay double. Triple?"
"Get out of my store, son," was all the response Zach had gotten out of the annoyed cashier. For about three minutes Zach had been bantering with him up until this point. He wasn't trying to buy any liquor, he just wanted to mess with the guy. He didn't have an ID, or a license, or any form of identification for that matter, not even a birth certificate.
"Alright, alright. Whatever. See ya' later guy," Zach chuckled playfully, turning around and walking towards the door. He set one of the bottles on a shelf on his way out, still holding the other in his hand. Letting out a small laugh, he strolled out of the bar, with his free booze in hand infront of him. Casually he made his way over to a bench across the street and sat down setting the bottle next to his left foot. He retrieved his ipod from one of his pockets and powered it on, scrolling through the menus to find the song he was looking for. "mm here you are," he said aloud to himself, as "This Calling" by "All that Remains" began to pour through the speakers of the headphones around his neck.
Zach leaned back and picked up the bottle, opened it, and took a sip. "Wild Cherry vodka, what would I do without you," he asked himself as he gazed blankly across the street. A couple of young girls had caught his attention, as had a group of drunks. He frowned slightly knowing what was probably about to go down.
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Elise popped a few Limonheads into her mouth before wrapping her arms around her damp cold chest,it had stopped raining but they did not mean both girls had not been soaked when it was raining. " I don't know Kaz..Maybe she could get another ride on the back of a truck. If were lucky someone could be goin our way.." Elise sighed and shook her head her bright red damp hair sticking to her face,She knew it was dobutfull, They were over 2548 miles away from their destination;In other words they had a very long way to go.
Elise nodded also kneeling down against the grimy brick wall,The red head only had on a pare of black sweat pants that were cut down to her ankles ( and they clung to her legs) and a black tanktop with a gray hoodie over it. and it's not like she packed much she she would have limited clothes..big time. Elise took in deep breaths before glancing at the drunken men that were moving their way. In a panic Elise pulled Kassidy put with one hand her other hand already pulling out the pocket knife from her bag. " Kaz if they get any closer run. " she wispered her heart racing the huge drunk guys were coming closer..maybe they would pass? Elise knew better then that..
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Abruptly pulled from his dream of a nightmare by Zach's chuckling. He shook head watching Zach sit and take a drink of what must be stolen liqour by the way they had been argueing for what seemed like forever. 'Seeing us two roaming the streets side by side must be an odd sight for others.' thought Dayton. They were nothing alike, Zach is all black and he looks rockerish and what-not. Dayton on the other had is femanine, poetic, and wears fitted blue jeans with a white v-neck shirt.
Looking up Dayton walks over to the bench, as he leans against the back he sees the guys surrounding the girls across from them. A little worried he nudges Zach on the back of his shoulder, "Dude, maybe we should go help. You know whats going to happen to them if we don't." He walked around the bench waiting to be backed up by his friend.
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"But yeah, I hear you. I don't want two counts of rape added to my conscious. Bad for Karma." He put a hand on Dayton's shoulder and pulled himself up, "Just try not to get stabbed, or beer-bottle shanked, hehe." Zach began to approach the two females and the drunkards, and while doing so, spotted one of the women had a pocketknife. Not that one knife would do much good against a group of drunk men.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on over here?" Zach boasted at a somewhat obnoxious noise level(to steal the attention of the drunk men) once they were maybe fifteen feet from the group. "You fine gentlemen aren't trying to get unruly with these lovely gals, are you?" He glazed his eyes over the drunkards, which had turned most of their attention towards Dayton and him.
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He made his way back into the bar. He looked over at the bartender whom he was arguing with earlier, who seemed to be arguing with someone else now. "Bro, you gotta start cutting people off," he spoke to the Bartender, who just shrugged, not really caring to ask what he was talking about or what went on out there. Zach walked over and stood next to Dayton. He couldn't help but smile and chuckle a little when one of the girls made a joke about her Tae Kwon Do. "Yeah, we definitely wouldn't have wanted you to kill them or anything with your deadly skills."
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