"Smart," the trucker said, heading toward the register. "Hydrated brains don't miss exit ramps."
Leo jumped. An old trucker was leaning against a display of motor oil, peeling a banana. "That stuff's just liquid panic. You want to actually get there?" healthy drinks to buy at gas stations
As Leo pulled back onto the I-15, the clean, bitter snap of the tea cleared the fog in his head. No jitters, no sugar crash—just the steady rhythm of the tires and the long, clear road ahead. "Smart," the trucker said, heading toward the register
Leo shifted his gaze. He saw a tucked between the sodas. "Is that actually good?" " the trucker said