Jersey Girls

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

It took a little while to drive to their destination.  After finding out the identity of the two women who apparently have a sinister interest in Corrine, Trevor and Sand arrive at the house.  It looks fairly affluent, but not exactly mansion material.

Sand got out of the car.  "Nice place."

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[caleb-z.livejournal.com]

“Very good, then. One Mountain Dew Slurpee will be waiting.” A chuckle. “I’ll just add it to your tab. Meet me there as soon as possible.” Click.

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

Sand ups the speed by about 5 MPH as he sees Trevor close the phone. "It's a good thing I didn't want a slurpee, huh?"

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

"Sorry about that," Trevor says, belatedly remembering his manners. "Mostly I just said it as a joke, and to give Caleb something to do besides pace back and forth in front of a convenience store with a gun on his hip. I can call him back if you want..."

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

"I was kidding." Sand said. "You know, when all of this is said and done, you still owe me this MST3K thing you keep talking about."

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

An honest laugh escapes Trevor, the first since this whole thing started. "Yeah, I do, come to think of it. Remind me if we live through this, and I'll even buy the popcorn."

Trevor turns his attention to his pack, groaning as a hand falls on his supply of incendiary grenades at the bottom. Those may have been useful to have along back there

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

"We will live through this, Trevor." Sand said. "All of us."

The tone of voice is neither boastful nor said with false confidence. It's spoken by a man who's been beating the unbeatable as long as sixty years ago.

Sand flips on the radio for the last leg of the trip. Even at the speed he's traveling, this is going to be the longest 20 minutes of his life.

Every second matters.