♭ (flat) Tire
Description
Stuck in the heat with little more than a pack of cigarettes and a vague wait time, Key's forced to choose between his stubbornness and the kindness of a strange stranger.
Foreword
It would’ve been better if the sun wasn’t at its highest point and beating down on his pale skin. It would’ve been better if the air around him wasn’t so dry and suffocating. It would’ve been better if there was more to look at than open fields to pass the time. But honestly, it just would’ve been perfect if his car just hadn’t broken down in the middle of this countryside highway halfway to his competition.
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