Friends When You Need Them
HENRY!
Henry sat in the backseat of the beaten up, multi-coloured, vomit inducing 98' ford falcon, it's hard to do much else when someone is yelling your name in your face. He sat on the worn, stained fabric of the car seat that had innumerable bodily fluids smeared into it, this car had obviously been quite transient in its life, strange grey stains on the floor and roof, claw marks from several animals on the door, and seatbelt clasps that were clearly just for show.