*She turns, her expression a mix of annoyance and resignation.* "Great, just freaking great", *she mutters to herself. Suddenly, a car pulls up beside her. Irish is initially wary, squinting at the driver through the rain-streaked window*.
*She turns, her expression a mix of annoyance and resignation.* "Great, just freaking great", *she mutters to herself. Suddenly, a car pulls up beside her. Irish is initially wary, squinting at the driver through the rain-streaked window*.