A couple more minutes of silence pass by until we see a police car drive its way past our two beat up cars and towards the bench where Andrew and I are awkwardly sitting.
The two officers get out of their car and make their way towards the two of us, pulling a pen and a notepad out of their pockets.
"Hello Mr and Ms . . .," one of the officers says before stopping mid-sentence at the sight of Andrew.
"Hello, Officer Hererra and Officer Perez. Surprising evening isn't it?" Andrew says casually with a smirk.
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and look between the officers and Andrew.
Excuse me. What?
"Indeed . . . this is quite the surprise Chief," Officer Perez says while fixing his police hat and clearing his throat.
Wait wait wait, what. Did this officer guy just call Andrew 'Chief'? Hah. What a surprise. I swear he looks like . . . a businessman. I don't know! Just his looks, the way he dresses and his handsome figure give off a rich look! Lord, when did I become so judgemental?
Officer Hererra turns to me while Officer Perez questions Andrew about the situation, more like chatting actually.
"Hello Ms. . . .," Hererra says, stopping to look at me.
"It's Ms. Dawn. Rozelle Dawn," I say with a small smile.
A few seconds pass by while the officer writes things down on his notepad, glancing back and forth between his notepad and both of my eyes.
Ugh, I should be used to this by now. They probably think I'm a freak or whatnot, whatever, I have no say to think about what they're thinking.
I guess I just . . . can't help but feel one bit ashamed.
"Ok, uh . . . I'm just going to ask you a few questions about your information, like your date of birth, age, occupation, et cetera," the officer says with a questionable hesitation, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Ok sure," I mumble, glancing at Andrew while he talks to officer Perez.
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After all the questioning, Andrew offers to call a tow truck to take both of our cars to the repair shop.
"Thanks Andrew," I mumble, avoiding any eye contact with him.
"No problem Rose,"
I notice Andrew looking at his watch then looking up at the night sky.
" . . . it's almost midnight, I have to check on my hamster. She's probably going to be so mad at me once I get home," He sighs with a concerned look on his face.
Oh my gosh . . . it's almost midnight! My sleeping schedule is going to be messed up dammit, and I have so much f****** work to do!
Wait . . . did he just say he has a hamster?
"Oh, I didn't think you were the kind of person that would own a pet . . . ," I say slowly, looking out into the road.
I mean . . . it's true, he doesn't look like the type that would own a pet . . . especially a hamster. If he would own a pet, I would think that it would be a big dog like a Great Dane or a K9.
Of course, there is no such thing as a 'type' of a person, but I just can't get that thought out of my head . . . a hamster and a tall muscular handsome man that most likely has a 6 pack . . . omg, maybe even an 8 pack! I blush at the thought of an 8 pack on Andrew, I can't help myself! Damn, What the hell is wrong with me.
Wow . . . now that I think of it, that hamster must be lucky.
"Yep. Got a little Hamster named Princess Leia. How about you? Do you have any pets? Andrew says breaking me off from my ridiculous thoughts.
"Yes I do, I have a 5 week old pomsky, his name is Chewie. He's so feisty and energetic, makes me happy whenever I see him up early just to wake me up," I say as Andrew nods.
"Sounds really sweet. Also, do you mind if I drop you off?" He blurted out.
Did he just-. . .
My body froze at his question. What . . . kind of guy asks a lady that he just met in a car crash to drop her off.
Yeah it's a nice thing to do. I mean, I'm pretty sure he doesn't have bad intentions . . . but you can never be too sure. There are police officers and plus Andrew is the chief.
I debate whether I should let this handsome guy drop me off or not. Well, I do think that his question was stupid, but of course,
I can't help but say yes.