[ There is something to be said about being in a car, for Baby. This kind of control he has never been able to find anywhere else; that he craved from a very young age. The knowledge that, right now, his life is in his own hands, his own choice.
Cadelle, too, is his own choice, but in a very different way. A wish made at the very dire of times, when the idea of seeing Debbie in any kind of trouble because of his own decisions wasn't something he could deal with.
What's your story, Isabelle asks, and there's a part of him that wants to tell her everything, see her expression change from this kind, soft look to - what would it be? Disgust? He has no clue. He leans his shoulders back into the driver's seat, and pushes the car's acceleration, weaving their way between two cars to get towards the highway. ]
I've only been here a week, myself. Grew up in Atlanta, lived there my whole life. Where're you from?
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Cadelle, too, is his own choice, but in a very different way. A wish made at the very dire of times, when the idea of seeing Debbie in any kind of trouble because of his own decisions wasn't something he could deal with.
What's your story, Isabelle asks, and there's a part of him that wants to tell her everything, see her expression change from this kind, soft look to - what would it be? Disgust? He has no clue. He leans his shoulders back into the driver's seat, and pushes the car's acceleration, weaving their way between two cars to get towards the highway. ]
I've only been here a week, myself. Grew up in Atlanta, lived there my whole life. Where're you from?