Trust Me RP

Outlaw 
She waited til he was next to her then led him towards the truck. 

Auberon
Auberon followed quietly, not bothering to look up at her.

Outlaw 
She opened the drivers side back door and motioned for him to climb in. 

Auberon
Auberon went in the car, sat down and stared out the window blankly. 

Cora
Cora looked at Auberon for a second, then looked at Outlaw with a is he ok? type look.

Outlaw 
She swung in after Auberon, and pulled a pack of water bottles from under the back seat, placing in it on the console in between the two front seats for if anyone needed any. She shook her head slightly at Cora. 

Cora
Cora sighed quietly and nodded, glancing at Auberon again before she turned her attention back to Parker.

Parker
He picked up a water bottle and twisted the cap off, taking a small sip. His stomach was hurting a little bit again, but not too bad. "Are we going to see my friend now?" Parker looked around hopefully, suddenly realizing the sullen mood everyone was in and biting his lip uncertainly. 

Outlaw 
“I’m assuming. But Brook’s drivin, ask her” she replied. Has the drug wore off then? 

Parker
He glanced at Brooke, waiting for an answer. "I knew his address if you need directions. And he's really nice so we can trust him. He knows a lot about helping hurt people and sometimes people who's heads got mixed up. But I can't say his name here." At the last part he bit his lip again, not sure why he was so convinced he couldn't say his friend's name. 

Auberon
Auberon closed his eyes and swallowed down his anxiety. He felt nauseous from all the confusion he was feeling.

Outlaw 
She took the gun that she always kept in the glovebox, made sure it was fully loaded with the safety on, and handed it to Parker. “Can ya put that back in the glovebox, please and thank you?” 

Parker
Parker carefully took the gun from her and opened the glovebox. He pushed a couple things aside and slipped the pistol in before closing it once more.

Outlaw 
She held back a yawn, leaning against the door. She was tired. Very tired. Too tired. 

Cora
Cora looked at Auberon when he tilted his head down towards the ground, her lips slightly trying to form words, but nothing coming out. Crap, what do you say to someone like that? She looked out her window in thought, her hand slowly slipping into Auberon's.

Outlaw 
She noticed Cora put her hand in Auberon’s and stifled a disgusted groan. Seriously, in a time like this?