• I could only stare. Seriously… what was going on between them? The only thing I could do was blink at the pair. Brother and sister? Couple? The young man was ignoring the woman… Should I call her older? Younger? I can’t really tell.

    BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

    “Yeah yeah…” I mutter as I looked at the pump once more. I slid my card in, hoping I wouldn’t have to pay too much for my gas. I entered my zip code before glancing back at the two. The… boyfriend I guess was doing the same as me. Except when he looked up, it was as if he was looking through me and thinking about the future. The girl was nibbling her lip and fiddling with something.

    What was that in her hands?

    BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

    What now?

    Oh. The pump wanted me to take a nozzle and choose my gas. Regular. As always. I can’t have anything else in this car. The other options would destroy it. I lifted the nozzle, having already opened the gasket so I pressed the regular option and it beeped yet again. The nozzle jerked as if stunk by an invisible object before humming in my hand as if pleased that it was chosen. I blinked yet again. Today was getting weird.

    Putting the nozzle in and locking the handle, I glanced at the young people yet again and noted that the young man stood there, holding the nozzle. Was there a secret? But my attention was drawn once again to the girl inside the car. What was that in her hands… OH! An apron!

    Wait… a waitress?

    Then I could tell the look on her face: worry. Was it her last day? Was she late? Did she think she didn’t have to work? I was confused to no end! I wanted to rush over and try to cheer her up. I wanted to smack the boy and say he was terrible!

    …Yet why was he still holding the pump like that? I unlocked mine and let the gas settle before I copied him. I was wondering why I was even doing this in this blasted cold weather. I could feel my joints cramp slightly and my flesh slowly chill as if realizing their awaiting doom if I stayed out here any longer.

    My knuckles started screaming at the top of their lungs to be put back in my pocket. I swore I could hear my other fingers laughing as they basked in the warmth. If I could have… I seriously would have sweat-dropped. But this isn’t a cartoon. It’s reality. And it looks like the girl is slightly pale from being so worried. I felt the pump stop and I turned to click the pump a few more times and I returned the nozzle. Turning to the couple to the side, I noted that he finished as well.

    BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

    WHAT NOW?

    Oh… car wash? No… I don’t need one. Receipt? Yes, please.

    I waited for the paper to come out and I turned to look at the boy enter the car once more. The young woman moved her hands to his other one when it was available and rubbed it. I could see the smile on the other’s face. That was cute…

    BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

    DEAR LORD! I HEARD YOU THE FIRST THREE TIMES ALREADY!

    I growled and tugged out my receipt before turning to climb into my car once more. Glancing at the place where they had been once more, I sighed a little.

    Whatever was wrong…

    Whatever might happen to her…

    I hope it’s nothing bad.

    BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

    ….That is seriously pissing me off….