Spring Break-Mercedes

 Captain Dunsel (https://www.patreon.com/CaptainDunsel) has a group series of spring break images with text going. I've decided to follow suit with my own. Up first, is a found image and some AI words.


Amidst the vast, sunbaked expanse of the desert, Mercedes stood swaying by her father's gleaming orange classic Mercedes-Benz. The car was a symbol of vintage elegance against the rugged backdrop of the desert landscape. Mercedes, with her tousled blonde hair and blue eyes glassy like a mirage, was a vision of modern charm standing drunkenly next to the vintage vehicle.


You and Mercedes had been driving for hours on your way to spring break at Lake Havasu. Her father had generously loaned you his prized car, entrusting you to take care of his Mercedes. As you drove through the desert, the sun beating down relentlessly, the two of you couldn't help but feel an exhilarating sense of freedom and adventure. Mercedes broke out a bottle of vodka and lit a joint. 


The joint and bottle were both gone, when Mercedes had insisted on stopping at an old abandoned gas station to rest and grab some snacks. As you pulled up to the rundown building, only you noticed the eerie silence that surrounded the place. The pumps were rusty and the windows were boarded up, but there was a sign that read "Good Gas Available."


With the car nearly out of fuel, you had no choice but to fill up at this mysterious gas station. As Mercedes stumbled out of the car, giggling uncontrollably, you couldn't help but admire her carefree spirit. She was like a wildflower in full bloom, swaying in the desert breeze.


Inside the station, you found an assortment of fine bottles of aged liquor. Jackpot-No one was around to question your ages. Mercedes eagerly grabbed a bottle of whiskey and twisted off the cap, taking a long swig straight from the bottle.


As the warm liquid spread through her body, she felt a sense of relaxation wash over her. The desert heat seemed to melt away, replaced by a comforting buzz that heightened her senses. This was evident as Mercedes danced around the empty gas station, to the music of the alcohol.

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