“Why do you need to go to the bank?” She asked curiously, as they pulled up at a stop sign and she waited for her turn to move forward again, eyeing the other traffic with suspicion to make sure they weren’t going to jump ahead of their turn and cause an accident. Releasing the break, she accelerated carefully, making a turn down another street after appropriate caution was used to begin the trek to the bank and the grocery store. It wasn’t very far away, but it turned into a long drive when Lyric took a wrong turn and had to make her way back to the street they wanted.
“Finally,” Lyric said on a pent-up sigh, her shoulders relaxing a little as she pulled into the parking lot for the medium sized shopping centre. She still found driving to be extremely stressful, since it wasn’t natural to her yet, and she worried about having the reaction time she’d need if something happened. Like what if a cat suddenly darted onto the road? She knew swerving was a big no-no, but would she be able to break in time and not cause more issues if someone was behind her? Cyclists and pedestrians were huge stressors, too; they seemed to have no fear and no respect for the vehicles that could wipe them out in a moment.
Crawling through the parking lot so she didn’t run over one of the aforementioned pedestrians with a death wish, Lyric found a spot that was fairly close to the entrance, but had a space on either side of her chosen slot unoccupied, so she could practice pulling into the parking space without worrying about hitting another vehicle. She was pretty sure she could do it, if she had to, but she preferred to practice without the added stress for the time being. Once she’d pulled in, she put the car into park mode, pulled the hand break up, and then turned the car off. She opened her door and peered down at the line along the length of the car, and gave a little cheer when she found she was neatly placed between them.
“So what are we having for dinner? Can I pick?” Pulling the keys out of the ignition, Lyric climbed out of the car and grabbed her little handbag from the back seat, slinging it over one shoulder and then locking the Jeep once Nocturne had climbed out.
“Finally,” Lyric said on a pent-up sigh, her shoulders relaxing a little as she pulled into the parking lot for the medium sized shopping centre. She still found driving to be extremely stressful, since it wasn’t natural to her yet, and she worried about having the reaction time she’d need if something happened. Like what if a cat suddenly darted onto the road? She knew swerving was a big no-no, but would she be able to break in time and not cause more issues if someone was behind her? Cyclists and pedestrians were huge stressors, too; they seemed to have no fear and no respect for the vehicles that could wipe them out in a moment.
Crawling through the parking lot so she didn’t run over one of the aforementioned pedestrians with a death wish, Lyric found a spot that was fairly close to the entrance, but had a space on either side of her chosen slot unoccupied, so she could practice pulling into the parking space without worrying about hitting another vehicle. She was pretty sure she could do it, if she had to, but she preferred to practice without the added stress for the time being. Once she’d pulled in, she put the car into park mode, pulled the hand break up, and then turned the car off. She opened her door and peered down at the line along the length of the car, and gave a little cheer when she found she was neatly placed between them.
“So what are we having for dinner? Can I pick?” Pulling the keys out of the ignition, Lyric climbed out of the car and grabbed her little handbag from the back seat, slinging it over one shoulder and then locking the Jeep once Nocturne had climbed out.
