Claire was bored. She was annoyed. She was.. aaargh! So, she decided to drive a bit and try to focus on what was important.
Alex was being a pain in her ass. Why the hell couldn't he just accept her? She was pretty, from a good family... she fucked greatly and she knew that. What more could he want? No, he wanted the low life Camilla! The bitch was dead and, yet, he was reticent.
Claire could scream inside her car and that she did. She stopped the car because of the red light. Her phone started to ring. It was inside her purse, on the passenger's seat. She turned to look for it, when her eyes darted to the window. She was frozen.
"What the…?" she said and forgot all about the phone, and all about the semaphore. The cars behind her started to honk and it finally brought her back to reality.
She cussed a lot, before she turned her car to the right and parked it.
