Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160224055504

Slipping into the shotgun seat, Honara looked around the inside of the old-school car. All it needed was a lack of fancy leather, a CD holder duct taped to the ceiling, and a permanent funky fruit smell and it would be just like the one her BFF drove around back in the day. She still remembered the day she first got that car. What was supposed to be a quick lunch run ended up a mini-adventure all over town and failed math quiz grades for both of them...

"Ah, this takes me back..." she grinned as memories of ye olde grade school came back.

"My friend Ivory from high school had a car just like this one. We used to sneak off to smoke hookah on the mountain during our high school years. Yeah, we...were not smart kids..."