Sara and Chuck were dating for a long time, they lived together, but they always had big fights. The night before, they had a fight because Sarah thought that Chuck was hiding something from her because of his frequent disappearance, but he told her that he was actually going to meetings to close a contract with an important investor. When Chuck woke up, they were still not talking, but Sarah with her ability to manipulate people, changed the situation, and he accepted her apology.
She emphasizes several times that he needs to get gas before Thursday. On the day of the meeting, he wakes up late, hurriedly dressed, rushes out the door, and then hits heavy traffic on his way to town. Stuck on the highway in bumper to bumper traffic, gas gage on yellow, near empty, and running late; he feels panicky. Once off the highway, he rushes to the first gas station, but it is too crowded. He hastily drives hoping to make it to the next one, but he hears the all too familiar sound the car makes when it is out of gas.
I, Jenny Rodgers, am entirely aware that the current situation I'm in is mostly my fault, but in my defense, I am pretty naive. My hatred for Chuck E Cheese, and other places like that stemmed back far into my childhood. I have always been disgusted by them, something just always felt weary about them. So when my mom told me my cousin Katie would be hosting her 7th birthday party at Chuck E Cheese, I did everything in my power to get out of it. I even tried the chicken pox trick when you draw red dots on your body.
“Who’s there?” she asked sitting up. “It’s me. Jo!” What the hell was Jo knocking at her door for, at this Godforsaken hour, she wondered not sure what to do? But then she heard Anne’s voice. “Sanchi open the door.
Give em a good time?” "Do I know these guys?" "You met Chuck when we were out barhopping one night," he said, trying to job my memory. “Dave is older,
I closed my eyes and focused on the sweet smell. Neither of us stirred until a rustle of blankets could be heard. Charles crawled over and sat down on the other side of Mama. Each morning started like this and it would continue to be that way until the days were cold because we aren 't together. I held Charles’ hand over to the bakery for work.
I started shouting my cook’s name but she was nowhere to be seen. I came in my room and locked myself inside. There was no other option available. Suddenly I saw somebody’s feet behind the curtain. Somebody was hiding behind the curtain.
It wasn’t until 7:55 that I realized that I was going to miss the bus. So I quickly threw on my shoes and backpack and went up to the front of my neighborhood to wait on the bus.
I was playing in my video game, but I called out,¨ Aren 't you going to say bye to me?¨ Though, he already left and he did not hear me. Now that I think about, I totally regret not going after him to give him a goodbye
Before long I realized the time and that I was going to be late for work. So I jump out of bed and run around my house trying to get ready. After ten minutes, I finally head out the door and get in my car. Once getting to work, I get to my spot and start making food for people who are ordering. After our morning rush, I started to talk to my friend on the front line.