"What? Are you getting on or not?" Aldrin asked again, clearly impatient with Vionne's response.
Right on cue, the heavy rain began to pour, its sound echoing on the roof of the bus stop, and the shadow of the bus was nowhere in sight. Other passengers waiting for the bus had turned their gaze towards Vionne. Some were smiling, while others seemed to be thrilled as if watching a street drama.
"Go ahead, girl. If it were me, I'd even sit on the driver's lap," exclaimed the effeminate student, his hands gesturing dramatically. He and his friends burst into laughter, supporting his statement.
Vionne was confused by what the flamboyant guy said, making it seem difficult for her to decide. She looked back at Aldrin, contemplating whether to just ride in the guy's car. But just as Aldrin thre
