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Alabama desert was hot, too hot. Isaac was only in a bright blue tank top with black skinny jeans, yet he was about to collapse. Okay, maybe he was also wearing some fishnets but they looked sick!
Now the group finally stopped when they reached a large sign that indicated for a town. Thank Telamon himself because Isaac was falling to his knees as Caleb read off the sign.
"Isaac- get up we still need to reach somewhere that isn't the side of the road for Telamon sake." Caleb pinched the bridge of his nose before picking up an empty can that seemed to have been used for soup.
"Okay jeez, but it's not my fault that we have no water left and it is hotter than the fucking sun". Isaac retorted before climbing to his feet.
The group remained still for a moment until Nate, Mr."I'm not hot", came forward to inspect the can the Caleb grabbed.
Isaac, on the other hand was fanning himself while giving a weird look to the other two," what? Are you guys not going to tell me if the can is any use?"
Caleb looked over his shoulder before giving an eye roll," yeah, yeah you big baby the can is decent enough."
Nate had been yet to say anything for a while as he hooked the can onto their small string of them. 'Multi use', is what he'd say because after all, using them as both make-shift drums and money holders was absolutely sick.
The group was now picking their pace back up again as they decent the hill and came closer to the large, and surprisingly busy town. The only issue was, bigger town meant more admins--more ways to get caught.
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The first stop necessary was a gas station, Caleb always said this and the group trusted him. Despite Isaac being the band leader, Caleb was always in charge of where the group went.
Dropping their bags near the sliding door, the group stepped through. Isaac had his right arm wrapped around caleb and left arm around Nate. The trio got a few glances because of their obnoxious appearance. It wasn't every day you see a dude with liberty spikes or someone with a shirt that was painted to say 'Fuck The Admins', in bold.
Nate eventually got annoyed with all the staring and put his dominus hood up so that only his dread locks were visible underneath. Isaac didn't care and frankly loved the attention as he grinned. Caleb outright was willing to beat someone up despite being supposed 'anti gang violence'.
As Isaac eventually broke off from the trio he twirled his was to the cashier, giving a flirtatious wink at the girl behind the counter who looked 17 at most. Her eyes were blood shot and body looked sickly, probably drugs considering how common it was at these sketchy places.
"Yo, you got any weed back there?"
The cashier didn't smile and just clicked her tongue. "Yeah I'll grab it. I know you're probably 14 or 15 but I don't give a shit if it gets you out with that rabbid dog of a group you have." The cashier said dryly like she didn't just talk about selling weed illegally.
Nate eventually had to step in and drag Isaac away by his long hair, almost making his crown fall to the ground. The blonde whined as Nate just shook his head in disappointment.
"We need that money for actual necessities, Telamon I can't let you off a leash without you trying to do some illegal shit". Nate grumbled as Isaac began to retort.
"Oh Nate don't act like tax evasion is legal now".
Nate didn't respond to that.
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"Come on you losers I got the food if you don't want to starve!" -Caleb