@theaspenbarris
Of all times to have left her house — so what if it had been a necessary trip, but of all time for Sharon to have decided to go somewhere, it would’ve been her luck. Not only had she decided to go out, it was her luck that she had decided to go down the exact highway that would later, while she was mid tunnel of the highway, decide to jam up. Okay, not decide, but it had felt like the world decided the most inconvenient thing for her. It was one thing to be jammed up on the highway, it was another thing to be facing a blackout in her hope, it was again another to experience both outside of her house. Why couldn’t the city have waited, that sounded selfish, but, she sighed. Sharon glared at her phone, letting out a frustrated breath. She couldn’t even call a cab if she wanted. Figuring maybe, just maybe, the jam wasn’t that bad - truthfully just trying to figure out how long the traffic jam and why they were jammed in the first place. Sharon shut her car off, it was useless to keep it running if she wasn’t moving, grabbed her phone, stepped out of her car, locked said car and realized, she could only see so much without the light of the tunnel. Stepping into the brighter space, as bright as it could be around 10pm without the lights of the city. Eyes squinting, as if it would reveal just how far this was, “do you know what happened?” she glanced over at the person next to her. “at least with the cars, I would think we’d all just turn on our headlights and go about our day.” But maybe she was being hopeful.
