starsmisalign (starsmisalign) wrote in birthrightrpg, @ 2020-07-21 18:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | celeste henry, james hutchins |
S.O.S.
Who: James Hutchins, Celeste Henry
What: Rescue Mission?
Where: Nevada, Desert
When: Present Day
Ratings/Warnings: TBD
Groan. Celeste’s eyes fluttered open, then squinted as beams of early morning light spilled into the car through the windshield. She slowly straightened, taking a deep breath and wincing slightly. There was no one around. The car was jammed against the utility pole. Her cell phone was on the passenger seat next to her. She checked it, breathed a sigh of relief. Signal.
She did not trust anyone seeing her like this. Celeste wasn’t sure why. She felt exposed, vulnerable like…a wounded animal. The brunette looked down at the makeshift bandage around her bicep. It had bled through. She didn’t want to unwrap it, see how deep the cut was, just yet. There was, honestly, only one person she wanted to call.
Celeste had saved the number in her phone’s contact list. She didn’t want to risk the card getting lost. Something she would not have admitted out loud. Her finger hovered over the name, then pressed. Ring. Ring. Ring. Voicemail.
A harsh laugh escaped her lips as she listened to the message. Then the beep. “Um, yeah. Hey, James.” She leaned against the headrest. “So I tried doing some black magic, I guess that’s what you would call it. Then I crashed my car, as one does, and…”
A shaky breath. “It would be really cool if you could come get me.”
Pause.
“Please help me?”
She ended the message, then used her Maps app to find her coordinates and texted them to James.
[Thread complete.]