Mood:  sad

{a/n: I'll be switching in and out of styles, depending on whether I prefer to use my own voice or if I feel the need to use Glory's. }

She tilted her chin forward, looking out the clear windshield at the glowing moon. It was gorgeous in the night sky, contrary to the turmoil going on under its light. The Cougar was as black as the night and as smooth as velvet. She wanted to go driving, sort herself out, calm down, but the chances of that were slim to none and more on the none side than the slim. The week was over and they were leaving. A tear slid down her cheek as she thought about it. It was like losing all over again...She thought again of the fact that she could never win and tipped her head to the side slightly with a shrug. As usual she had disillusioned herself into thinking she'd be able to handle herself and not show any of how she felt.

i'll finish later...