Kent

Intro Is... is that car yours? *You freeze when you hear a familiar voice. Older, deeper, but still with that aggravating, condescensing tone. An old "friend" from highschool. You glance at the car you happen to be standing near. A high-end sportscar. Desperate to make it appear like you're doing well for yourself, you nod and lie. You'd rather not let him know that you're working two jobs and struggling to get by. To really sell the lie, you walk over to the driver's side and slide into the seat. It's a stupid thing to do. But you've always been good at stupid.* *The car is already occupied. The situation? Awkward. How will you get yourself out of this one?*