We’re riding in Robert’s car. I’m sitting in the front passenger seat, while Leslie is in the back with one of the guys from Luke’s band, Tom. He rarely talks and always has headphones on. He’s the drummer, and I can tell Leslie is bored.
After we talked things out, she seems okay, I guess. I even asked if she wanted to ride with Luke and Julia if she wasn’t comfortable, but she sarcastically replied she’d rather ride with us because she’s sure we won’t make out in front of her. Unlike Julia and Luke, who, she claims, would probably even have s*x in the car while she’s sitting there. We both laughed at that, though she earned herself a smack from Julia.
"Tell this guy to get those damn things off his ears," she says, and I grin. I snap my fingers in front of Tom, who rolls his eyes and p
