[He tugs the hood up, to cover his face as best he can, before closing the window and slipping out of the car. His face falls when he sees the damage down one side of the car, there are deep scratches along the paintwork, and two of the tires have blown, and he seriously cannot afford to keep fixing his damn jeep.
Well. Better his jeep than him, he figures. Because that could have so easily been him. Geez.]
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Well. Better his jeep than him, he figures. Because that could have so easily been him. Geez.]
No problemo, el capitán.