(OOC: I leave to go bike for a day, and wtf? lol, lot of catching up)

Cela sat in the car, placed her head in her hands, and broke down crying. She had everything, now nothing. Nothing except this man she didn't know, who was driving her to california for whatever reason. He was right, there was no way she was getting her money back. And he didn't even know it was already gone. Now she was headed to california, In a car, which was nice, but how long would gas last. And the road would be rough, if passable, huge droughts out that way, the roads had apparently gone to hell...

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