Luci had turned up her AC in the Jeep, and it was doing wonders. "That feels amazing." I sigh, leaning forward so the air from the vents could hit my face. "You're probably heat-sensitive," Luci says, twisting some of the vents that were on her to face me. "I would be," I say sarcastically. "The heat here causes me anxiety. I have thought about moving, but then I remember I hate the cold." Luci says as she leans her seat back. "I've thought about leaving Florida too, but I have no clue where I would want to go," I say with my eyes closed, enjoying the cold air blowing across my face. "Then I remember I don't have any way to leave till all of this s**t with my parents is figured out." I sigh going to lean back once my face was chilled enough. "I still can't believe they didn't tell you ab
