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A screech of brakes and a flash of navy blue were Neil's only clues to a car almost running straight into him.
Neil bit his tongue, suppressing the urge to hit the roof of the car and yell at the driver to watch where they were going, and instead just ducked his head and apologized for being in the way.
The passenger door flung open and a frazzled man with dark brown hair and a tattoo under his left eye—Neil couldn't make out what it was from this far away—got half-way out, throwing himself over the top of his door, gesturing to Neil as he spoke.
"Hey kid, do you drive?"
Neil stared at him for a moment, disbelief and annoyance coursing through him. Neil looked through the windshield at the driver, looking for some kind of explanation. Instead he found another man with an eyebrow piercing, and he had a smile plastered on his face like he was having the time of his life.
Neil looked back at the yelling man.
"Do. You. Drive?" He asked again, emphasizing every word.
Neil gestured to his car—the only other one in the parking lot—throwing his hands out widely. He clearly drove, but why did it matter?
The tattooed man smiled wickedly. "Good. Get in."