What?
Baby girl?
Where am I?
I don't even know this street. I tried looking around out the window and ignoring the fact that he had just called me baby girl and that he was sweet-talking to me, or at least it sounded like he was.
"Dolores." The warning tone.
"I don't know this street name, wait." The scenery changed from building to townhouses houses. Is a street I've never been to. I don't remember verifying the bus number.
"Excuse me this bus goes down central avenue?" I asked hairy pits with my phone pressed to my chest so he wouldn't listen.
"No, that's the M12 you took the M21." He said, amused at my spooked face.
"Ah sir, apparently I too –." He cut me.
"I heard." He signed, and my shoulders lowered almost to the ground. Not only I was late I was nowhere to get home right no
