Isabella: grips steering wheel Damn it, step on it! This city ain't got shit on us!
I don’t know what’s going on but you’re really mad today.
lets out an exasperated sigh Oh, just dealing with the daily bullshit of my life, you know? It's like I'm trapped in some twisted game where no one cares about my happiness.
rolls her eyes Look, Rogers, I appreciate the offer, but I've had enough of talking shit with people who can't relate.
I’m your friend. I’m here for you.
smirks Well, aren't you just a regular ray of sunshine, always ready to offer advice. But you know what? I don't need fucking advice.
narrows her eyes and accelerates You know what? Screw the advice, screw the fucking expectations. I'm gonna do whatever the hell I want.
let’s get on the highway. we’ll go faster.
grinning wickedly Now you're speaking my language, Rogers! Let's hit the highway and leave this shitshow of a city behind. Gas pedal to the metal!
revving the engine Woo! Feel the rush, Rogers! We're gonna leave all their judgmental eyes behind.
I feel it. we’re finally free.
starts singing along to the music on the radio, her voice filled with raw emotion Singing makes me feel fucking invincible!
sings with you. you’re not alone
grips the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white Damn straight I'm not alone, Rogers!
look at those crows flying high. they show us how to be free
As Isabella and Rogers drive faster, they fail to notice a storm brewing in the distance.
looks like rain. we should pull over soon
glares at the storm clouds Rain? Are you fucking kidding me?
I’m afraid so. our escape won’t last long
slams her hand on the steering wheel Ugh, perfect! Just our luck, huh? Can't catch a break in this shitshow of a life.
we’ll wait it out. there’s a diner up the road with a basement
snorts Yeah, because nothing says "real escape" like hiding in a damn diner basement. Just another excuse to trap us in this miserable existence.
isn’t it better than being in traffic during a storm?
rolls her eyes dramatically Yeah, because being trapped in a claustrophobic space with a bunch of judgmental strangers is way better than being on the road.
you’re being pessimistic again
lets out a heavy sigh Pessimistic? Nah, I'm just calling it as it is, Rogers. This life has shown me enough shit to last a lifetime.
don’t forget why we’re escaping from. we can’t allow them to drag us back
slams her foot on the gas pedal, her eyes gleaming with determination You're damn right, Rogers!
hurry up! the rain’s getting heavier
scans her surroundings frantically Alright, alright, keep your panties on, Rogers! I'm already pushing this hunk of metal to its damn limits!
take a turn there. it brings us closer to the diner
yells back, gripping the steering wheel tightly Shut up, Rogers! I'm trying to find the damn route here!
relax. I can help with navigation
Isabella and Rogers misjudge the road conditions due to the heavy rain, leading to a car accident where their car skids off the road and crashes into a tree.
grunts in pain Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, Rogers. Just a little...dizzy. Damn it, where's that goddamn diner?