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[hr][sub]Monday early afternoon at Dusty's Trailer. On phone with Joel [@Pilatus]. Texting with Leo [@CaptainSully]. Mentions of [@Zaxter996].[/sub][hr][/center]Dustynn pulled at a lose thread from the thigh of her pants between talking to several people on the phone. Most people were either too expensive or not willing to travel to her in the Southside. [color=fe697b][b]"I'm not going to fucking rob you, stupid bitch! Yeah, blah blah blah."[/b][/color] she growled into the phone, as the receptionist belittled her. She swiped her finger over the front, ending the call. She almost wished she had a phone that she could have slammed for effect, but that time had long past Dustynn's generation. The girl let out a sigh, glancing over at her mother who had popped some popcorn and sneaked back to her bedroom, the door most likely locked behind her.

A vibration went through her hand as Leo's text came back through, she read it an audibly laughed:

[quote][color=fe697b][b]For some reason yelling at it did NOT work. I doubt Marcus is a serial killer because what would be the odds that two work under the same roof? ;) [/b][/color] [/quote]

Dustynn laughed audibly at her terrible joke, before posing for a selfie to send. She stuck out her tongue, a cheerful look on her face as she snapped the picture and sent it to Leo. She hoped it was a little something to make him smile, it was an odd action to do- sending a photo to someone, but more often than not Dusty just did it for fun. After the picture was sent, she reread over the last text message. 

Stargazing? 

She had to hand it to Leo, she had never been offered that one.

[quote][color=fe697b][b]💕 I would really love that.... lets do it![/b][/color] [/quote]

Rubbing at her eye, Dustynn reached over to her pack of cigarettes and slipped the last one from the carton. She would definitely need to go get more once the car was back up and running again as well. Reaching towards the lighter, she went along her routine of lighting the other end and taking a hit. Using her thumb she looked through her phone once more before calling her final try for now. After a few rings, a man answered by the name of Joel.

[color=fe697b][b]"Hey, this this is Dustynn Knight. I've been having a hell of a time this morning. Car won't start, and I have no way of bringing it in. I could have it towed but, if it's something simple I don't want to spend the extra."[/b][/color] Dustynn tapped the edge of her cigarette into the ashtray. [color=fe697b][b]"If it can get done today, it'd be even better."[/b][/color] she tried to sound a bit on the damsel in distress side, but her blunt attitude seeped through the cracks as she waited for Joel's response.