An Hour and a Half ago:
Crystal: I'm not paying those.
Rhonda: They are Parking tickets, if you don't we will keep adding interest until we impound your vehicle.
Crystal: I was in that UPS store for 5 minutes, I shouldn't have been ticketed to begin with.
Rhonda: You parked in a handicapped parking spot, was on the Curb, and you Had an 3 year expired parking ticket in the windshield wiper to trick the police officer to believing the car was already ticketed. If it was anyone other than Officer Yumi, you would be arrested for trying to fraud an officer of the law.
Crystal: Just admit you were trying to set me up, you....
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*Crystal is interrupted when she hears a familiar voice*
Anon: Hey Annie, How are you doing?...
Crystal: Crap it's Anon!
Anon:...Fine. Look, Me and Roxxy were out driving earlier and we may have gotten pulled over, and...Roxxy is currently in custody....Look I'm not asking for you to drop the charges or anything, I can admit fault, but Dexter put the Bail to $1.2K and he says the "Credit card Machines are down", despite the fact they were working yesterday, so he's only accepting cash. Is it Possible to call him to reduce the fine? or at least you can help me Pay this Bail, and then we can call it even for me paying Astrid's Bail yesterday. $400 is more manageable than $1.2K?
Crystal:....Roxxy is in Jail?....Maybe this is my chance....Rhonda just take my credit card. I got to Go quick but I will be back.
*Crystal hands Rhonda her Card, and then Runs out the door while Rhonda is looking the other way*
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**45 minutes later**
Crystal: God, I need to be better organized about where I store all my stuff. I just hope that they actually accept my help on this one....been forever since I seen any of them.....Wait a minute...that kid looks like.....
*Crystal, Turns the Car closer to the curb and stops.*
Crystal: Hey Kid....You Ryan Cummings?
*Ryan is looking really confused as he sees this woman in a old beat up pickup truck pull over and start to chat him up*
Ryan:...Um.....Yo no Hablo Ingles. Vete, forastero.
Crystal: Kid you aren't Mexican. I'm just asking if you are Anon and Roxxy's Kid. and if so, why are you heading back to your house?
Ryan: Lady, I don't know who you are, but I'm not interested in...whatever you are offering.
Crystal: You're Mom is in Jail Kid, didn't you're Dad or Sister text you?
Ryan: Wait really? Hold the phone, how do you even know this?
Crystal: Look, I'm just trying to do the right thing. Walk home for all I care, but you're going to be walking home to a empty house. Do you want a ride or not?
Ryan:....fine...only because you seem to know everything about me already for some reason.
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*Ryan get's into the truck. It smells of Cigarettes and beer, as he is clearly uncomfortable with this woman who just picked him up on the side of the road*
Ryan:.....So, are you like an Old family friend or something?
Crystal:....You know I'm not surprised you don't remember me...you were still a baby when I last saw you....that was a long time ago...
Ryan: Doesn't really answer my question.
Crystal: Yes. I'm your Grandma.
Ryan:.....I know my Grandma, and you do not look anything like her.
Crystal: Yes, you know Debbie, but you have more than one Grandma you know.
Ryan: Wait...You're Mom's Mom?
Crystal: Yup. But just call me Crystal, Kid.
Ryan:.....But Mom told me you died years ago.
Crystal:....You know part of me wants to be mad she told you that...but at the same time, considering how things ended last time, I don't blame her. No I wasn't Dead, but I was "Dead to her".
Ryan: So you two aren't on speaking terms? Why would Mom tell me you were dead then?
Crystal: Because honestly, I wasn't in a good place at the time. Probably wanted you to not go looking for me. Look I'm just trying to do right for my little girl, and frankly you might be my only way back in...can you help me?
Ryan:....I can't promise anything, but the least I can do is believe you....Grandma Crystal.
Crystal: Yuck...please, I don't like being reminded I'm Old.
Ryan: I mean, you are. You got to be what, 65-70?
Crystal: 56. Don't do Drugs kid, they fuck you up hard.
Ryan: Yikes....Point taken.
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