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>>66346418
>I check my phone again for the time, Schizo said she was going to be here at noon sharp. 11:59. I think a moment on the over-under on getting into a moving vehicle with her. On one hand I don't have to take public transport. On the other we're wrapped around a tree after hitting 60 miles an hour in a school zone. I spy a beat-up old car, likely twice my age pull up to the park where I've been waiting. I squint to see if that is indeed my ride. I spy Schizo behind the wheel.
>She pulls up to the curb near me and I step forward and open the door. "Heya Schizo, you doing well today?" I plop myself in the rotting car seat.
>Schizo looks at me, pulling a set of aviators out of the center console before dropping them on her snout. She stares me in the face.
>"If I drive for you, we do this quick. You tell me when to start, where to go and I get you there." she starts. Raptor Jesus, schizo
>I try to cut her off "Look we're just picking up Judee and Heather then going to a mo-" she continues, ignoring me
>"I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything in that five minutes and I'm yours. No matter what."
>"Schizo please let's jus-"
>"Anything a minute on either side of that and you're on your own. I don't carry a gun. I drive." as she finishes her speech she quickly yanks the stick shift and presses hard into the accelerator, sending us backward onto the curb.
>The facade breaks a moment as Schizo whips her head around to see what we've ended up on, then back to the stick before correcting it.
>I rub my temples. I'm going to die in this car.
>I check my phone again for the time, Schizo said she was going to be here at noon sharp. 11:59. I think a moment on the over-under on getting into a moving vehicle with her. On one hand I don't have to take public transport. On the other we're wrapped around a tree after hitting 60 miles an hour in a school zone. I spy a beat-up old car, likely twice my age pull up to the park where I've been waiting. I squint to see if that is indeed my ride. I spy Schizo behind the wheel.
>She pulls up to the curb near me and I step forward and open the door. "Heya Schizo, you doing well today?" I plop myself in the rotting car seat.
>Schizo looks at me, pulling a set of aviators out of the center console before dropping them on her snout. She stares me in the face.
>"If I drive for you, we do this quick. You tell me when to start, where to go and I get you there." she starts. Raptor Jesus, schizo
>I try to cut her off "Look we're just picking up Judee and Heather then going to a mo-" she continues, ignoring me
>"I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything in that five minutes and I'm yours. No matter what."
>"Schizo please let's jus-"
>"Anything a minute on either side of that and you're on your own. I don't carry a gun. I drive." as she finishes her speech she quickly yanks the stick shift and presses hard into the accelerator, sending us backward onto the curb.
>The facade breaks a moment as Schizo whips her head around to see what we've ended up on, then back to the stick before correcting it.
>I rub my temples. I'm going to die in this car.