Clementine completely ignored her brother's bickering over her, she was used to it by now. Following Duncan to Errol's car, a raised eyebrow at the sudden offer of a hot dog but didn't comment on it, because she wouldn't say no to free food and it. With hands in her pockets, the red-haired girl just gave her brother a clear 'whatever' when rolling her eyes, she'd heard that threat before. [color=orange]"Oh great"[/color] Clementine dragged on the 'ea'.

[color=orange]"Another boring lecture. Can't wait"[/color] was Clementine's answer bathed in sarcasm. She just wanted to get home and on with her life and she did not need lectures from a brother who was never around, at least Errol came to visit now and then, unfortunately, their interaction often ended in unnecessary arguments about their father, Errol not wanting Clementine to join him and heatedly arguing why he should let her join the gang he's in.

In fact, given that Clementine and Errol had grown up, Errol was perhaps one of the few people in the world that knew, his little sister, only wanted to join the gang, to get attention from their father. Clementine wasn't even interested in the crime part but would do it if it meant getting Giovanni's attention.

And yet, despite their heated arguments and shouting matches, Clementine still loved her brother.

Getting into Errol's car, Clementine was about to go for the seat belt, but hearing her oldest brother's not only bitter tone, the inner annoying rebellious little sister, took over and she let go of the seat belt from her hand. She even did it by holding eye contact with her brother, giving him a defiant look before turning in her seat to look over the window on her side. However, the accent of Noa cursing from hitting her head made Clementine almost snort, but felt it.

Clementine tried to hide her small smirk, hearing her oldest brother sassing the woman's taste in music and she felt a need to join in, unknowingly bonding with Duncan over something.

[color=orange]"1970s called, Gen X want their taste back,"[/color] said Clementine still looking out the window resting her cheek in her palm, adding to her brother's comment towards Noa putting on Mr. Blue Sky. The red-haired even felt a bit cringe, hearing Noa sing along to Mr Blue Sky, rolling her eyes.

Clementine being the slowest to react to the black cars flanking their car, only managed to look in the direction that Errol looked before feeling a sharp bolt of pain through her entire body. At that moment, as the car flipped through the air, Clementine would have cursed herself for not listening to her brother earlier, if she wasn't too busy with almost flying through the rear window.

Everything hurt. She was pretty sure she was bleeding... again.

She felt rather disoriented, laying on her back, on the ceiling of the car's roof. [color=orange]"Fucking ouch"[/color] came it, copying Noa's cursing from earlier. Sensing Duncan climbing out of the tipped car, Clementine began to pad herself down, hissing upon touching her cheek, not to mention, that she was pretty sure she had hit her head on something in the car.

Surprisingly, from what she could tell, she had escaped the crash with only minor wounds.

Then a thundering storm of hundreds if not thousands of hail-sounding banging was released upon them yet never hitting them. The only thought that went through Clementine was [color=orange]"shit, shit shit shit,"[/color] while climbing out, she attempted to get up, cutting her forearm on the glass on the ground.