Hugo followed Collins down the stairs to the underground car park, his sneakers making soft squeaking noises with each step.
The dim lighting cast long shadows, and the faint hum of distant engines filled the silence between them.
Hugo's mind raced as he tried to piece together what exactly Collins was up to. 'Why are we even going to the car park? This dude better not be pranking me. Could it be… nah, that's impossible'
He shook his head, his thoughts becoming more ridiculous by the second. 'What if he's secretly in the mafia? Or worse, what if he found a way to get the man to pay off his student loans?!'
Collins seemed oblivious to Hugo's inner panic. He was practically bouncing as he led Hugo through the maze of parked cars, his grin widening with every step.
Hugo trailed behind him, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. 'Why is he so happy? This guy looks like he just won the lottery. Or ate the last slice of pizza without sharing.'
