Sara finished moving everything from her bed to the suitcase laid out on her bed, here fingers running over a few pieces of unsavory under garments and wondering if she should even bring them. To wear them meant that her and Eric might finally move past the friend zone and the thought of that scared the hell out of her. However, the disappointment of bringing them and not wearing them would be worse. She picked them up and tossed the scrapes of lace in her bag and growled at her silliness. 

This trip was about seeking and searching for the unknown, not flossing her ass with an enticement that might end with massive amounts of awkwardness. Zipping up her bag she reached down and grabbed two other ones and hauled them outside where Eric was waiting, her father already talking with him. 

She gave her mother a quick hug and jogged down to the car, carrying the smallest of the bags. "Daddy, would you grab my bags for me? So super heavy." She bounced her hair a little and smiled sweetly at him, the older man melting and chuckling as he walked away. 

She looked at Eric and squealed with excitement, a quick hug and she was slipping into the passengers side of the station wagon, a lovely smile on her mouth as she nodded. "Hells yes I'm ready to go. Let's drive until we get to the first place, not stopping for sleep if possible." She reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a map that they had marked a few years before, planning to do this forever. A condom fell out on her shoe and she laughed softly picking it up and throwing it at him. "No raincoats for this trip, bebe... it's suppose to be a dry spell."