Scott knew enough about Sandy to be prepared for the noisy sleep -the nightmares - even the abrupt awakening. "We're about twenty miles away from O'Hare and the hotel," he said, his voice sounding pretty odd, too. Slurred, some, still, but also ever so slightly breathless.
The windows were all down, which made it cold but it was also keeping Scott awake so everyone else could deal with it. The radio was also on and blaring for much the same reason and as if the universe shared Scott's smart-ass sense of humor 'Enter Sandman' started playing.
Allison glanced back toward him, flushed and then looked straight ahead again. "Yeah. I'm fine. Are you going to New York with us?" Awkward pause. "...Do you have clothes some place?"
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Date: 2015-10-12 06:54 pm (UTC)The windows were all down, which made it cold but it was also keeping Scott awake so everyone else could deal with it. The radio was also on and blaring for much the same reason and as if the universe shared Scott's smart-ass sense of humor 'Enter Sandman' started playing.
Allison glanced back toward him, flushed and then looked straight ahead again. "Yeah. I'm fine. Are you going to New York with us?" Awkward pause. "...Do you have clothes some place?"