The air blew Jordan’s hair as he drove across the floor of Sara’s room. Everything was a bit more chaotic than the open roads he was used to. He had just driven around a bra that she had tossed onto the floor. Piles of clothes were scattered about like foothills. He could see various bits and pieces of makeup all over the floor. He was unsure if they were empty or just tossed to the floor for whatever reason and hadn’t been picked up.
Jordan tried to drive around them as best he could but the room was a bit like an obstacle course. In the distance, Sara sat relaxing in her floating chair as if it were a throne. The sound of her voice easily carried to every corner of the room intermixing with the Taylor Swift songs forcibly playing from his radio. This all created a weird miasma of sound that assaulted Jordan’s ears.
The dune buggy was the perfect selection for this environment as it had enough power that even if Jordan drove over something he wasn’t likely to get hung up or stuck. Each wheel had an independent suspension system and even though it was an electric vehicle it had more than enough power to overcome any obstacle in its environment.
The amount of time that had gone by was unknown to Jordan. He had started to grow used to not knowing the amount of time that transpires between events. It was annoying at first as pre Smallara he was so used to everything being on a schedule to an extent. If he was meeting someone it was at time x. He went to bed around this time to ensure he was rested enough to get up in the morning for work. Even at work events and meetings would fall into a schedule where now he had no schedule. He was just driving about Sara’s room freely exploring his new environment.
It wasn’t until he heard the phone call end and once again was the full attention of Sara on him that he ask about the caller. He needed to know if it was his sister or just a friend.
“Oh, I suppose I could see how that could be vague to you. Yeah, that was your sister. Since I have gone through the training she was just asking some questions about what it’s like. What the dorms were like and all that. You know just basic stuff.” Sara said before changing the subject. “So how’s the buggy? Is my wittle man having a good time?”
“It’s nice to have a bit of freedom. But, is Allison coming here?”
“She might or she could go to Chicago. She hasn’t been assigned to a class yet. If you’re local you obviously go to your local training site. However, the further out you get which one’s closer gets to be a bit murky. She could end up in Chicago or here. But you don’t have to worry. She’s being very respectful of your wishes. She’s just glad you are okay and in a good home.” Sara added.
“R-right. Good.” Jordan added.
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I love that he’s so small that a bra is a road obstacle.
Could you imagine the level of embarrassment if he had to explain to Sara he flipped his Buggy on her bra.