Car Troubles

"Get your ass back in here, you little freak!" Karen snapped as the guys in the car pulled out their phones to film and take pictures of Carol.

"Technically, my ass is in -"

"You know what I meant!" Karen shouted, "Get back in here and put your top back on before a police car sees you!"

"Carol, please just get back in the car." Cindy groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Hmph!" Carol pouted as she sat back down, crossing her arms under her breasts and frowning. "You guys are no fun!"

"Well, excuse me for not wanting to either get us arrested or get a black mark on my perfect driving record!" Karen argued as she shut the sun roof, allowing the car next to them to drive past. "And I'm plenty of fun! Just ask Cindy about Karaoke Night!"

"Well..."

"Oh, come on!" Karen barked, turning to Cindy. "I'm a riot at the karaoke bar! How many karaoke contests have we won now?"

"At least ten, but -"

"Forty-five, Sweetheart." Karen corrected with a frown.

"That many?!" Carol asked, amazed. "If you're that good, then you should go pro!"

"'Pro' what? Pro Karaoke singer?"

"Why not?" Carol replied with a shrug, "Karaoke was made an official sport in 2201. Hell, in my time of 2347, there's debate over whether to make it an Olympic event."

"... Put your top back on and stop this nonsense." Karen ordered flatly.

Carol was just about to say something when a loud dinging noise rang out, causing the three to turn towards the dashboard. More specifically, towards the gas gauge with the needle slowly and shakily moving towards 'E'.

"What's wrong?! Is it going to explode?! Is that what the 'E' stands for?!" Carol shrieked, panic in her voice as she felt sweat rolling down her skin.

"No, you idiot." Karen groaned, "The 'E' means 'empty', and that means we're out of gas."

"I did tell you to put more than twenty bucks in the tank yesterday." Cindy commented.

"Well I wasn't planning to drive all the way to Las Vegas yesterday, now did I?" Karen argued.

"Touché."

"Well, we aren't gonna have enough to make it to any gas station in time." Karen said as she pulled off to the side of the road, turning off the car. "What's everyone's phone at so I can call us a tow? I left mine at home."

"Mine's dead." Cindy said, "And I forgot my charger."

"Mine's fully charged." Carol stated, "But, since cars are no longer a thing in the future, my phone's not gonna recognize any of their numbers."

"Well then," Karen said with a groan, "looks like we're gonna have to flag down a car. Oh, and Carol...?"

"Yes?"

"PUT YOUR FREAKING TANK TOP AND BRA BACK ON!"