βYeah, it was boring but easy,β Luna said, heading out onto the road and around to the driverβs side. The car was Hermesβ every day one - sleek and silver and expensive. It didnβt really suit her, but she liked when people saw her with it and got confused. She didnβt belong with this car in any way. βI spent most of the time reading my book.β
A part of her wanted to ask, did you like the parts I sent? but that was going too far perhaps.
She put on her seatbelt once they were inside and turned on the car. The music kicked suddenly back to life, far more loud than sheβd somehow felt like it was when she was alone, and she reached out to turn it off quickly. βShit, sorry, I listen loud when Iβm alone.β