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[sub][b][color=ffff1e]Location |[/color][/b] Misfits' RV, Santa Monica, California
[b][color=ffff1e]Interacting with |[/color][/b] Nate [@spooner][/sub]
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Sami was going to have to dump the waste water tank pretty early in the trip at the rate that Emilia was cranking out the tears. It was all so overwhelming, so many conflicting feelings. She knew it was silly to be sobbing already, but she couldn't help it. The nights were lonely. The emotions towering over everything. Now, she was going to be running around in a stolen RV. This was not how it was supposed to be.

There was a knock on the door. [color=AD5050][b]“Hey Em? You ok?”[/b][/color] It was Nate. Of course it would be Nate. Nate was always so kind. Of course he would be worried. But Emilia wasn't interested. She kept crying.

[color=AD5050][b]“Don’t you think it’s a bit early in the trip for tears?”[/b][/color] That just made her cry more at the fact that she was already breaking down and they hadn't even left the parking lot yet. Everyone wasn't even here yet.

[color=AD5050][b]“What I mean to say is… don’t you want to talk about it instead of being locked in there?”[/b][/color] Talking wasn't going to help right now. It was going to make it worse. She was sure of it. She didn't want to talk.

[color=AD5050][b]“Or if you don’t want to talk about it…”[/b][/color] [color=ffff1e][i]I don't. I really don't.[/i][/color]

[color=AD5050][b]“If you come out I’ll listen to Ariana Grande with you… I’ll even sing along with you.”[/b][/color]

Emilia perked up at hearing that. Nate was all right at karaoke, but him trying to sing Ari was asking way too much of his voice. Ari could not be replicated in such a manner. He could do some of the featurings though. His Weeknd impression wasn't terrible. Still, the fact he was willing to go to such a level... it was almost funny. It certainly made her stop crying.

A click could be heard as the door unlocked. Emilia stepped out and wiped the tears away from under her eyes. She looked up at Nate, into those brown orbs of his. [color=ffff1e]"Can we start with Love Me Harder?"[/color] Breakdown halted.