‍ ‍ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒.

time.. time rots everything. even hope.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “ y'now, workin', bein' a mama, tryna stay sober. how about 'chu? besides lookin' handsome? ” she glanced over, hand moving into his hair. “ hm. need a haircut soon. ”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “ be still my beatin’ heart, ” she said, smirking over at the man now in the driver's seat.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “ so far, so good, ” jen said, smirking, getting into the truck. she leaned back, waiting for the man to enter the vehicle, smoothing out the bottom of her dress.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ good answer. okay, lead the way, handsome.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ you are bold, aren't you? what makes you think a lady like me will go home with you on the first date, hm?

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ alright, then. why don't you put your money where your mouth is, romeo? where you takin' me?

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ i'll be damned — maybe chivalry ain't dead, after all.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ my shift ends in twenty. maybe we could — get t'know each other?

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ well, now, that depends — you eatin'?

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ well, aren't you just a peach? can i help you with somethin'?