"it wasn't a bad one, okay? i thought you'd worry if you didn't hear from me but i can see how that short text is worrying to read..." the woman sighed. "listen, it was a little bump, she rammed into the back of me but we excanged details." diane really didn't want her husband finding out. "i think there's a little dent but it's not worth a claim on it..."
〝 you should've called, or at least … a dent? mom, a dent is not a car crash. 〞roman pauses, keeping his growing frustration with the situation—adrenaline still high—in check. 〝 what happened? walk me through it. 〞
"sorry, i was a little preoccupied." the woman sighed as her eyebrows raised and her fingertips came to her temple. "she ran into the back of me/ i don't think i stopped suddenly... she seemed very apologetic, a little angry though as her front looked a lot worse so i didn't want to make it any worse."