Sweet as cotton candy.
Gentle as a kitten.
Perfect like a saint.
Ͻ ʟ ɑ я ɪ s s ɑ
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Clarissa gave a small nod, looking around the car for a few seconds before she pushed the key to make the car roar to life. "Vrooom..." She whispered, looking back at Atticus in question. "What now?" The slave questioned, trying to think what everyone else did. Didn't you have to get this car backed up? How did you even do that!? Looking around frantically, she found something that had the letters PRND, which she knew what they meant, and two others that were unfamiliar to her. Pushing back the stick from park to reverse, the car starting moving back. "No!" Clarissa said, scolding the car. Even though she was yelling no at the car, it still moved, the slave pulling on the wheel. "Bad car!" She really had no idea about cars.
OOC: Distracted by?
I'm kind of distracted by school and other things at the moment, so that's why I'm not really posting a lot xP
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