Sunset paused in her actions, placing her hand against the door as she turned back towards the woman. “I’m just trying to get away from some bad shit from my past.” She said, leaning against the door now. “I was up in Washington State for a while until here recently. After all the shit, I just hopped on my bike and left.” She rubbed the back of her head once before reaching into her Jacket and pulling out a pack of half empty cigarettes, offering one out to the woman. “Names Sunset, by the way.”
“As for me crashing here, well it was empty so I figured “why not”, ya know? It was empty, and only gonna be for a night.“
“Bad shit? Like how bad?” Wendy asked curiously as she then listened to her story. The red head hoped she wasn’t some wanted criminal. Although if she was, wouldn’t she have tried to subdue Wendy or something? So maybe that wasn’t the case? “Wow, you starting to sound like someone I know,” She laughed quietly as she then saw the other offering a cig and then shook her head, “Already had my daily doses, don’t wanna make it a habit much,” Maybe she remembered Dipper being bad with people that smoked.
“Well, there are better places to crash than here,” Wendy offered and grinned sheepishly, “I can show ya if ya like,”
“Like, I got run out of town bad. It’s a long story, but maybe I can tell you sometime over a drink.”
She flashed the redhead a grin as she placed the carton back in her jacket without taking a cig. “Well, if I’m gonna be driving might be a little hard to do with that in the mouth.” She gave a chuckle before saying, “Hey, if it beats ghosts. You ever ride a motorcycle before?”
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