Rolo issued forth a forlorn sigh. There were so many things he wished to do in this world, in this life. And all of those things he wished to do he only wished to do with her. It would all begin with both Rolo and Corinne riding off togeher into the sunset. The engine roaring in defiance of all that wished to crush their spirits and cage their hearts. Sadly though, such a thing could not be, not yet anyway. Whether he liked it or not, Rolo had an obligation he just couldn't walk away from. An obligation known to him and him alone.

[color=orange]"Little lady, I wish we could blow this popsicle stand for good. But I....."[/color] began Rolo before pausing in a state of indecisiveness.

[color=orange]"I love this town ya know. Its corny as all hell and totally square but, I guess you can say, I've got that home town pride."[/color] Rolo confessed.

[color=orange]"I don't know when we could go the Caramel Cove Corinne baby. Stuffs real messed up with the gang right now. Nobody has said nothin but I can tell that shit ain't right. The fellas need me, ya dig?"[/color] explained Rolo.

[color=orange]"But I promise you baby girl, as soon as things are tight again, we'll go wherever you want."[/color] said Rolo earnestly.