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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Will seemed keen to drive, and Mia wasn't sure if it was because he knew the area or he didn't trust her skills. "Sure," She offered a warm smile as she followed him outside, shutting the door behind her. A genuine laugh escaped her as he commented on her choice of name for him. "Sorry about that, I blame the officer Jim conspiracy." Mia noticed the glimpse of a smile over his handsome and rugged features, but she didn't let it distract her from hopping into the truck and getting comfortable by crossing one leg over the other as she eased back into the passenger seat, already forming a shopping list in her mind.<br/>
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It was strange to see a town so empty... Roads seemed like a perfect horror movie setting, bare and abandoned. It was so much more peaceful than her home, but she missed the feeling of a living city around her. It almost felt more dangerous to be in a less populated area. Nevertheless, Mia found herself enjoying the change of scenery, she'd missed being with nature, it was how she grew up. "Hmm?" The female drew her gaze from the lush trees along the road to her new companion. "Oh," Another genuine laugh left her in a soft harmonic tone. "I can cook limited things, as long as I can use an oven and a hob, I think we're okay to give the microwave a break." Mia offered a smile, it refused to stop curling along her lips as she gazed out over the road to prevent staring too much.<br/>
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"What landed you on babysitting then? You know, I was considering just hiding out myself until I was informed of how deep this case goes." The brunette glanced toward him as she spoke, "I didn't really have a choice, was it the same for you?" She wondered if he felt an element of being trapped as well, that this was just something they both had to push through. <br/>
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Once they arrived at the small shopping center, which was a polite word for it, Mia slipped out of the truck with ease and excitement. It had been a long time since she could just focus on cooking and hobbies, this was a chance for her to do so... Rather than focus on what she'd lost. "Shall we?" The brunette already stepped up onto the sidewalk and headed toward the largest store that more of a supply than she'd seen on her trip into the town. At least they could have a nice home cooked meal to start off.. however long it would take.<br/>
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One thing she did consider was how rigid Will seemed to be, of course he was an officer so she expected some seriousness, but she planned to get him to lighten up. After all, they may be stuck with each other for months, they had to be able to have fun. <br/>
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The woman strode into the shop and snagged a small basket before glancing back and checking Will was behind her as she breezed down a few isles. It was as if it came naturally, she picked a few items and tossed them in. They needed more than just dinner, so she selected a few snacks she enjoyed, as well as bread and other standard foods. When she took the basket filled with goodies to the till, she was prepared to get out of there and begin to prepare dinner. It wasn't going to be as simple as that.<br/>
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"That'll be thirty," The older woman behind the till looked as if she'd be working there far too long. "No problem," Mia took her card and pressed it into the machine before adding her pin while the woman bagged up her goods. The machine beeped oddly, causing the woman to frown slightly, "Your card has been declined. Do you have cash?" Mia paused, "It can't be, there's..." The female's stomach fell as she began to realize just what was happening. Her family must have been behind it, she'd had the account since she was living with them, it just had to be... Her account had been filled with money to supply her for the next six months.<br/>
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The woman began to hyperventilate, holding a hand to her chest as she panted. She wasn't even concerned about the food, she was concerned that her family were already focusing on her. The situation became all too real. This was no holiday. "Fuck," she breathed as her mind reeled, "Miss, are you okay?" The woman echoed as Mia's vision began to darken, causing her to collapse onto her rear as she tried to ease her head between somewhat parted knees in an effort to catch her breath. Mia took several moments to try and catch her breath as the employee looked over in shock. How was she going to manage this? What if her family found a lawyer to get them off? She'd never be able to stop running if they were truly as evil as people were saying.<br/>
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