Silence fills the car as Lucas drives us to the nearest convenience store. After parking the vehicle, I grab the door and slide it open. The night breeze brushes against my skin, sending a slither down my spine like a snake. I edge closee to the store and place my palm on the glass door, pushing it open. Lucas remains shot on my trial as I grab a basket, quickly striding towards the direction of the drinks.
I grab a couple of bottles and cola, as well as a bucket of ice cream. Two to be exact. My eyes spot a certain drink sitting somewhere that's our of my reach. So the best possible solution for this problem, is to divert my gaze towards the next smart thing.
Lucas notices my gaze and momentarily shows confusing on his face.
"What?"
I raise a finger, pointing at a gallon of juice s
