After School
Kitty was pretty sure that when she let one of the band members use her car, it was under the pretense that they would put a little gas in it. She was already low, she told them, she had just enough to get to the gas station after school. Yeah, sure, I'm just going up the street, I'll put 10 bucks in, they said. Cli-cli-cli-cli-click. The fruits of that promise were no where in sight. "Nooo, I have to get to work. Please? Please turn on? Ugh!" Kitty huffed and dropped her head onto the steering wheel. As soon as she saw him, he was getting a good yelling at.