DESMOND
"I- I don't know how to drive." She stuttered.
"Seriously?" I asked in an amused tone.
"That's a bummer. I guess I'm driving then." She tossed the keys back.
"You know, you should take driving lessons." I quoted as we began our journey.
"I'm not planning to for now." She responded. I glanced at her briefly before returning my gaze upfront.
"Why?" I asked.
"Let's just say, owning a car isn't in my plans yet. Not for a long time." She responded.
"Looks like you've already had your life laid out already." I remarked.
"I wouldn't say that." She sighed, I hummed. "Some things came up. I guess life doesn't really go according to your plan."
"Yeah." I said. "So where would you be assuming things went according to plan?" I asked, sparing her another brief glance again.
