I was at the terminal while waiting for the bus to ride home. I have been here for more than 30 minutes, but have been unable to get on one. It’s the rush hour so I am waiting with other workers eager to go home. A car suddenly stopped in front of me, and when the passenger side window opened, I saw a familiar face.
Mark: “Hey, Luisa. Get in.”
There’s a bus behind Mark’s car that the other passengers in the terminal are eager to get in to, and I could sense that they are getting annoyed that it’s unable to move forward because Mark’s car is stopped in front of the terminal. I didn’t want to cause any delays so I got in the car and closed the door. Mark drove right away as soon as I put the seatbelt on.
Luisa: “Hey. You can just drop me off at the next terminal.”
Mark: “Why?”
Luisa: “S
