"You could have killed someone!"
Loud gasp hopped from the male’s frozen lips as he dived into a disbelief. hands clasping on each side of his waist, glaring at the woman having a wild tantrum in front of him. As far a he know, it’s not his fault. It’s not his fault that she dived in front of his car in the midst of a green light. It’s is his responsibility however to kick on his break before he could crush her skull into peaces, glad he did, but damn there’s still some damaged that had been done. “Maybe next time you should use your brain.” He angrily comeback, rolling his exhausted eyes away from the woman as he walked back to his car. “I won’t paying for that stupid junk” He exclaimed pertaining the ruined bicycle - massacred in the middle of the highway.
