Off to work

Ethan decides he hates walking.

He's not sure if its because of the storm, but the air has a distinct, gross quality to it. The summer had been mild so far, with being the first day Ethan thought of as being a bit too warm.

‘Should have brought a hat’, he thinks starting to feel the effects of the sun already. It was still early, and it was only going to get worse.

The sound of a vehicle catches his ear, making him glance over his shoulder. A truck is a ways down the road, coming up behind him. Ethan shifts as far to the shoulder as he can, making sure they have ample room to pass.

As the truck draws close, Ethan hears a ‘beep-beep’ from the truck, its tires starting to slow. Looking over, he recognizes both the truck and the driver.

Charlie rolls down the window, coming to a stop, “Need a ride?” {if Charlie Sex=true:For a second, she she gives Ethan a look, raising her eyebrows and pursing her lips. Ethan assumes that means she isn't interested in talking about the other night.}

Thinking about the surely horrible walk ahead of him, Ethan gets in the truck.