An eyeroll from her came from Zek’s entertainment in her failed attempt to reboot the car from her questionable techniques. [color= skyblue]“You know, now you mention it, I do think he forgot to specify the number of times the wheel should be hit. So, it is probable that he doesn’t actually know what he’s talking about,” [/color] Annie explained, her eyes travelling across to him as he turned towards her. [color= skyblue]“Well at least if anything this got you off your fᴜcking phone finally, have you never heard that it’s the passenger’s responsibility to entertain the driver?”[/color] She asked with raised eyebrows after he had spent the first part of the car journey focused on one thing. Annie knew it was safe to assume that Blue Royalty had captured his attention, yet another reasoning for her disinterest in the game: the idea of it being life-consuming, and Annie didn’t have the patience nor interest for that kind of commitment, as it was that way in many other things.
It had appeared that Annie had assumed correctly what would be in his bag. She shuffled around in her seat, lifting her legs up to be crossed. [color= skyblue]“You know, Zek, you may be turning this whole car breaking down thing around,”[/color] Annie told him, pointing at him, while taking a jo!nt from the stack with the other hand, [color= skyblue]“In fact I think you should really be thanking me for doing this,”[/color] She suggested as she pulled out a lighter from her back pocket, clicking until a small flame lit the bottom of the joint she had placed between her index and middle finger, before passing it to him too. [color= skyblue]“So, you’re welcome.”[/color]
[color= skyblue]“I did not directly insult confetti cannons,”[/color] Annie insisted, as he circled back to the passing comment she had made. [color= skyblue]“I think they have great potential in some situations but how much would they really have been able to fix this?”[/color] Despite seemingly asking him an open question in that, Annie gave him no room for an answer, and therefore no chance for his argument that may have been against hers on the matter, continuing with: [color= skyblue]“Yeah, see? Exactly,”[/color] Because, no argument, a confetti cannon would not suffice in this situation. Speaking of things that could salvage the situation, [color= skyblue]“Desperation-wise?”[/color] She started as the conversation drifted back to her initial suggestion, her eyes flickering as she looked him up and down. [color= skyblue]“I’d say we’re getting close.”[/color]
astxrism Ezekiel Griffin