where: beau's van who: jude { @rangclife }
despite only having a single brain cell bouncing around inside his head like the dvd screensaver that you'd pray would land perfectly in the corner, and if it did, maybe he'd have a coherent thought, beau was a good driver by most people's measure. he took it seriously, which was what is most important, but he also had quick reflexes and a serious lack of road rage. or, well, any rage. he was too soft to ever really get mad at anyone. it lead him to being taken advantage of, not that he considered driving jude around to be an imposition in any way. however, while he was a good driver, his sense of direction was terrible. "uhhh, was it a left or a right up here?" he asked jude as they pulled up to the stop light. he looked both ways, but nothing was jogging his memory.
suddenly, the brain cell bounced perfectly into the corner and a thought™ occurred, like a miracle. "it's a right. and then a left at the next lights. i got it now." he blew out a small sigh of relief. "anyway, what were you saying?"
