C41 The Ex’s Visit

Frustrated as I am, I cry my all inside the cab, and scream a lot while the driver just stares at me, “What?” I hiss at him.

“I said what’s your destination?”, the driver asks, slightly upset with my attitude.

“Just keep on going and circle around the city. I’ll pay you just don’t stop driving,” I rudely say to him.

“Lady, I am running by meter, are you sure-”