"Wait, you're driving?" Damon asked, his eyes widening in surprise as he looked at the car in front of him.
Svetlana was standing beside it, holding the keys and smiling confidently.
"Yep," she said, her voice smooth and assured. She opened the trunk, and they placed Damon's bag inside.
It wasn't a big bag, just a small one with his fighting gear and some change of clothes.
Since he wasn't leaving for the show yet, he hadn't packed much.
As they closed the trunk, Svetlana walked over to the driver's side door and opened it. "Let's go," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Damon got into the passenger seat, feeling a bit surprised that Svetlana was driving.
He hadn't expected it, but he was happy to let her take the wheel.
