Tina Yunis climbed inside the sedan, along with Zella and Leo. They have a bodyguard at the shotgun seat, too, but they don't bother to ask who it was. Zella looked out at the front window, skimming at the exterior designs of the buildings and wondered what the people were doing now.
After the alarming news of revolution broke out, the people remained unbothered, like nothing is happening. The president still drives an expensive car, able to push sunny shades to the bridge of her nose, and be able to drive down a straight lane. Tina hummed a tune, but Zella rolled her eyes.
It's best to hear a funeral song than to hear her singing a lovely song when the country is in chaos. Everyone is too afraid about the outcome of the revolution, but she… didn't care. What's scary was that she doesn't have an opinion or action on this: it's all about killing for her.
