The car slowed as it approached the tower of smoke billowing from the middle of the road.
“Well, look at that.” Donny craned his neck over the steering wheel to follow the smoke into the air. “Fuck.” He jerked his thumb towards the younger man in the passenger seat, “you should get out and check that out.”
“What? Why me?” Jesse pushed back into the old cloth seat as if it could hold him in the car. “Just go around it, we don’t need trouble.”
Donny shook his head slowly, “Nah, there could be supplies.”
“No offense but that shit looks like it’s on fire. If there were supplies they’re gone.” Donny was unswayed.
“It’s just a product of the world man, all this shit goin’ willy-nilly. You’ll be fine, I’ll be right here in the car.”
“I’m not gettin’ out of the car.” Jesse pulled his seatbelt tighter across his hips. “Just go around it.”
Donny took in the scene slowly. “Ok, fine.” With more force than necessary he slammed the car into park and threw the door open before letting it slam behind him with a “bitch.”
“Whatever! Bitch, I’m the one still in the car. I’m not gonna get robbed today.” Jesse watched Donny disappear around the wreckage and into the smoke as he hunkered lower into the old seat.
“Oh shit! Jesse!” Donny reappeared through the smoke with fire trailing from the end of his tattered shirt. “Jesse! Oh fuck!”
“Stop, drop and roll motherfucker!” Jesse wrestled with the clasp on the seatbelt. “Ah, shit! It’s stuck! Donny, stop, drop and roll!”
In the street Donny dropped to his knees and flopped around like a dying fish.
“Roll dumbass! Roll!” Jesse slammed his fist into the seatbelt clasp and felt it whip across his hips as it finally released. “Hold on buddy!”
“Help me!” Donny yelped.
“Ok! Ok! Hold on!”
“I’m burnin’ fucker! I can’t hold on!” Jesse grabbed hands full of sand from the side of the road and began smothering the flames as Donny writhed in the street.
“Roll around dumbass!”
“Fuckin’ roll!” Jesse grabbed Donny’s arm and forced him over and over. “Fuckin’ roll you idiot!”
“Listen fucker! Quit callin’ me stupid!”
“You are stupid! You didn’t know to stop, drop and roll? They teach that shit in preschool!”
Donny pushed his fingers through the freshly burned holes in the bottom of his shirt. “There ain’t no guarantee that shit’s gonna work, this world’s all willy-nilly now.”
“Stop, drop and roll always works. Dumbass.”