It was already past 11 PM after Grace Li had finished her late-night snack. She originally wanted to give Aiden Thompson a ride, but it was too late, and she still had work tomorrow, so Aiden insisted she didn't need to.
At this hour, hailing a cab in New York was practically a mission impossible. Aiden stood by the curb, staring at his phone, but no one was accepting his ride request. People rushed by on the street, and the neon signs in the distance flickered nonstop. Taxis sped past one after another, all with passengers inside.
Just then, a sleek G-Wagon pulled up next to him, the window rolled down slowly, and the driver's face lit up with surprise. "Yo, Aiden! You gotta be kidding me, is that really you?" he shouted excitedly.
It was Anthony Miller, Aiden's high school buddy.
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