“I’m freezing,” 당신 mutter, teeth chattering.
Soda looks at 당신 from the driver’s seat, watching 당신 shiver. He grabs your hand.
“We’ll be 집 soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.
The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The 거리 lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.
All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the 다음 exit.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”
“Y/N, there is no way we can drive 집 safely in this weather. We’re just gonna...
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