So he might’ve turned the volume up
much louder for Elvis’s, ‘Hound Dog,’
and drummed against the wheel to
annoy the other.
Her eyes flew to the male in the driver’s seat as the volume of the song rose and pulled the hood far enough for it to sit at the top of eyebrow. Frowning her eyebrows as she was already in a sour mood just by being inside another’s car just for the reason she doesn’t like owning anybody debt. Letting out a small huff as the music blared thorough the walls of the vvehicle
❝ Do you really have to turn it up that loud???! Are you deaf?? ❞