jamaicanviking
One Thousand Club
"Yes please," he replied feebly as he opened the back door to the girl's truck and entered. Closing the door behind him, Jackie laid his pack on his lap and sat silently, not sure how to proceed. "Thanks for the ride, you two. You guys, uh, wouldn't happen to be heading to a meet-up that's going on, would you? I think it's down the road a ways." They seemed trustworthy enough, since they looked around his age and didn't have the usual appearance of a kidnapper. That wasn't to say that Jackie really knew how one would look, but he had a general idea, and they clearly didn't fit it.