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I'm running. Running until I can't feel my legs. While crying at the same time. Do you have idea how hard that is?
I could get in so much trouble. I don't even know why I ran...I guess it was just instinct. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder
"What the- Robby?"
"Shhh" he says pressing a finger to my lips
"Follow me" he mouths quietly while walking in a random direction.
He leads us behind a dumpster behind a strip mall.
He dives in a digs out trash bags of stuff.
"Donation clothes. Covers up your scent, and gets rid of your appearance for a bit. Assuming you're..still running."
I don't question him and I throw in a old lady looking sweater and khaki pants.
oh my Lord it's hot in California today's
"Why are you hel-"
"I don't know. I don't know ok just..I think we can help each other out." He says while putting on a super old dad Hawaiian shirt and I can't help but laugh.
He grabs two skateboard from the bin as well.
"Oh shut up. You skate?" He mutters under his breath.
"Yeah obviously."
"Cut the sassiness, come on let's go."
"Ok so wait..since when to you go to West Valley?" I say while we skate down a small sidewalk following him blindly
"Since Mr. Larusso said I could possibly live with him. I've been working at his dealership...originally it was to piss off my dad..who you're familiar with..but then I started to enjoy it, and he started teaching me karate and taking me in...that's all fuckin over now though." He says blankly,
"Wait, who's your dad?"
"Mr. Johnny Deadbeat Lawrence."
"That explains s- I mean..wow. Wait how did we end up at this dealership?"
"It's Larusso's, we're gonna get out of here. For good for awhile."
"are we gonna STEAL a CAR?"
"Relax, it'll be an old model...he won't even miss it...I hope."
After a few minutes, Robby hot wires a 1993 dodge caravan and we're off to God knows where.
"Alright. I gotta run get some supplies. I'll be right back." He says while running into a minimart.
He comes back with basic hygiene stuff, and some water and food and stuff...and..hair curlers and at-home perm stuff and scissors?
