Arcade Bay was a good place to lie low. Few people, no reporter would dream of going there, and it was all out of touch people. Yet there was something Chloe couldn't stop thinking about, glancing at the driver from the front seat of their rustbucket truck.
Arcade Bay was a good place to lie low. Few people, no reporter would dream of going there, and it was all out of touch people. Yet there was something Chloe couldn't stop thinking about, glancing at the driver from the front seat of their rustbucket truck.
@deflectedblame Astrid adjusted the brim of her Red Bull cap, the late afternoon sun catching the sharp line of her jaw. She noticed Chloe’s eyes on her through the cracked windshield. “I have something on my face, or what are you looking at me like that?”