Accept her kind offer
From Create Your Own Story
"Really?" You're genuinely surprised.
"Sure. I could do with the company. Two like-minded rebels on the run," she says.
"Let's do it." How exciting. The day's getting better and the sun's not even risen yet.
She smiles. Even in the soft lighting of the streetlamps you notice her frown disappear and her gate straighten. She's less stressed already.
You help her load the rest of her belongings in the van, chuck your bag on top, and climb in the passenger's seat. She starts the diesel engine and you both set off on your adventure.
"You're a bit old to be running away from home, aren't you?" Sandy asks after a few awkward minutes of travel. "I mean, isn't it normally the domain of 13 year-old boys?"
"Yup, 23 and still with the oldies. That's the joy of living in a strict religious home." You sigh.
She glances at you a couple of times; first at your face, then your torso. "I'd have put you even older that that," she says, returning her concentration to the road. "Do you work out?"
"A bit. My shitty job is quite manual, so that helps."
She runs her hand through her long blonde hair and looks at herself in the mirror. "I should have put some makeup on. I didn't think I'd be seeing anyone this morning."
"You look good to me." You curse internally at such a cheesy line.
"Thank you. You're very sweet."
Sweet? Urgh!
Soon you arrive at the motel. Sandy already has the key to a room on the ground floor. "Wait here," she says. Taking her purse and a small bag, she enters the room, switches on the lights, and peers back out of the door to check that nobody else is around. Then she waves for you to go in.
You:
