"Hi, I'm Katarina but you can call me Kat! That's what my friends call me," I placed my arm over the center console and stuck my hand out for the big goon in the passenger seat to shake. I'd already introduced myself to the two other goons sitting beside me in the back seat, and I was determined to make friends with everyone except Marco.
"Ignore her," Marco sighed from the drivers seat. Before leaving the house, he insisted I be blindfolded so as to not be able to see the path we were taking. Not like I would have the balls to escape while all of them were conscious anyway. "And you don't have friends, don't lie."
"Just because you're insecure and lonely doesn't mean you should project your issues on to me," I crossed my arms after leaning back in my seat. Marco had constantly been bitching at me every time I mentioned something about my normal life, and frankly, I was tired of it and I was tired of him.
"Shut up."
