The car ride to Mr. Samuel's office was awkward and silent, with Luka ignoring Keisha and her questioning gaze the entire way. He lived off-campus, so it took them about thirty minutes to drive from town to the university premises.
"You must be rich," Keisha tried to awkwardly make conversation as they drove through Henderickson's gates. "Affording a place like yours and a car like this isn't easy."
When he didn't respond, Keisha kept on talking to fill the embarrassing silence. "I'm not really a car person so I may be wrong about the car being expensive. I mean I don't even know if this is a Toyota or a Ford so I guess I shouldn't be talking. It's not like it matters though, as far as you can go places with it then any car is fine. I don't even have a car so-"
"Shut up."
Keisha fell silent at that, internally dying of shame. She was nervous and it was making her a babbling mess, but that didn't give him the right to be so rude.
What a prick.
