Message #25575

[Jo]

Joshua swore darkly under his breath, knees tucked into his chest. The car was out of gas, his mobile didn't have a signal, and he had no idea where he was. Well, he knew he was in Quinn's sisters car, in Ohio, on a student transfer, but still. No idea.

This was turning out to be a crappy day.

The morning was filled with annoyances. Joshua woke up early to the smoke alarm, which meant Quinn's dad was trying to make breakfast. Joshua himself had been told to avoid anything that vaguely resembled food that had been blackened, as this was an attempt at 'cooking' as she called it. He groaned, rolled over, and studied the clock face with pained squinting. "Is that seven or eight thirty?" he'd ask Quinn. He didn't like the answer he'd gotten. Deciding he wasn't hungry anymore, he slept through the morning. He was deftly woken up at about nine by the sound of retching coming bathroom-wards.

When Quinn had decided it was best to freshen up, Joshua was dragged along. He slipped into the car through the front door and sat silent for a bit. He was still tired as all hell, and didn't quite care how presentable he was.

So how the hell did he get here?

His head hurt, his feelings hurt, and he was out in who-knows-where with no way back. Slightly irritated at everything (as is the british way), Joshua groaned- before jumping slightly in his seat as the horn screamed.

At this point, he was Quinn's responsibility.