Sean closed the door and saw the police cars behind. He sighed, knowing she caused enough trouble. Sean didn't know why. Earlier, they're happy dancing on the dance floor, but now, he stood in the middle of the cold street.
Looking out to Friya. He never knew why he got worried. He even chased her car right away. Sean didn't know if he was a dear one to her. As he stood there foolishly, the sirens of the police car lowered down its volume. The police sighed as another troublemaker showed up. Sean furrowed his eyebrows.
When Friya looked at Sean, she swallowed. How did he find her?
"Do I forget my cell phone..." As she glanced at the rack by her front window, she saw there's no sign of her phone. Shaking her head, it filled with thoughts of Louie. Of Sean. Back and forth. She never wanted to be in this kind of situation in the first place.
As Sean stood there beside his car, he waited for her to come out.
