It was a rainy night and everything was cold. Charles was walking outside with his back pack slung over his shoulder. He just got kicked out of his house by his father, going to that party wasn't worth it. He had been hitchhiking with his thumb stuck in the wet air. Jumping up and down with his combat boots pounding the ground. His trench coat was soaked and didn't do any good keeping him warm. A car pulled over finally. He walked over to the window to see who was driving. " Could you drive me to the nearest hotel?"