"Here we go. We have arrived, kiddo." June says as she presses the brakes, letting her SUV stop in front of a medium size house without any gates on its front liner, near the grasses.
"Right. Thanks in advance, Ms," Stacy directly unreleases the seatbelt while opening the front door. After she gets off from the car, June rolls down the window since she realizes the teen attempts to say something.
"Thanks for borrowing your T-shirt and trousers also. I'll make sure that it's washed and returned on time, Ms." Stacy adds when her right hand waves at her.
"Take it easy. It's just a spare of my t-shirts, not a big deal." June says and smiles right after. Through her curving lips, it is clear she doesn't really mind to help.
Stacy keeps her eyes on her for a few seconds. Then, she asks p
