He still had the face cap on, she
had advised him to put it on if he really wanted to enjoy watching football on
the street. The match was over and even
the analysis, he signalled that they should leave; she took a cue and stood
from her seat. Walking towards the car with John Smith behind her, she felt a
bit awkward. He didn’t get her door, so she settled in the passenger’s side as
fast as she could immediately he got the doors unlocked like it was going to
ease her somehow.
“So…” He broke the silence “I
guess you…where are you headed now?”
Her brows furrowed. I don’t know, I came out here because of you
