It's quiet!
Staying seated in one position next to the person who invited me and is yet staying awkwardly quiet is killing me.
Dexter has his eyes on the road, and I'm sitting right next to this man who's pretending I don't exist after shoving me in.
I can't seem to understand him, one moment it feels as though he wants to talk and the next moment we're driving for over an hour in complete silence.
Three times!
I've sighed three times, yes, it's grown completely awkward to the point where I'm counting my sigh.
I can't possibly stay silent all through when I'm the one who's been forced to tag along so I decided to break the silence.
At first, I stared at Dexter who was dead serious about driving and then at the road, before shrugging.
"What do you want from me, Dexter?"
The car goe
