“I’m freezing,” you mutter, teeth chattering.
Soda looks at you from the driver’s seat, watching you shiver. He grabs your hand.
“We’ll be tahanan soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.
The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The kalye lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.
All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the susunod exit.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”
“Y/N, there is no way we can drive tahanan safely in this weather. We’re just gonna...
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