He opened his eyes, looking less than pleased about it, and motioned with his head outside. Reaching behind him he picked up something from his bag of supplies.
She reached for the door handle, feeling grim at having to pee in the freezing cold.
"Oh and Alexia ?" She turned, praying maybe there was a secret built in toilet in the car, one with underfloor heating and protection from the now lazily drifting down snow.
"Might be needing this." She yelped as a toilet roll was tossed in her face. She caught it with a glare. Archer's smile was twitching in amusement. "Have fun!" She slammed the door.
***
She sagged back in her seat, eyelashes frozen and lips a blue-purple colour.
"You're a trend-setter," Archer commented.
