Life of a Demigod *1x1*

I sighed when the song ended. I really didn't want to admit that I liked country, but not as much as opera. Oh god, if anyone knew they would laugh and the wallpaper that I set for myself would be torn down. I wanted to be the unapproachable, but kind goth boy. If they knew some of the things that I did or liked then that image would be gone.

I looked at the road signs for a place to go. Then I turned to her. "Tell me, is there anywhere specific you want to go?"

I nodded. "Well, if you decide then let me know."

I looked at the signs. "Let's see. How about Florida?"

"Alright." I said and took the turn.

I watch the time and realized we won't make it today. "Have you ever been in a hotel?" I asked.

"Was it a bad experience?" I asked curiously, I needed to know what to do with this chick. She and I were so different, it was hard to understand her sometimes. "You don't have to explain the situation, just a simple yes or no will be good enough for me."

"Ok, I just wanted to make sure I'm not about to make you relive a dramatic experience in your life. I won't be able to get us to Florida today, if we were on foot, we'd be there. My portals don't work with large objects such as cars." I said.

"Yeah, so we'll have to deal with normal human pace." I sighed. I didn't like it.

I looked at her, then smiled. "Oh, wait. You wouldn't be comfortable with the momentary passage through h3ll," I laughed a little.

I shook my head. "I don't really think so, honestly," I said.

I drove us in silence.