[ELEVEN]
Sound asleep curled up in the backseat of his car, Nox couldn’t have been happier. That was, until someone rudely knocked on the window. Couldn’t they see he was sleeping? Should he have put up a sign or something? Jesus Christ, it wasn’t even like his windows were tinted! They could see right in!
Grumbling as he sat up, the greaser’s hair fell into his face while his hand searched blindly for the window handle. Who’s fucking idea was it to make the morning so bright anyway? If this was some Jehovah Witness or some shit banging on his window at ungodly hours he would have mur—… Do Jehovah Witnesses come to cars..?
Shaking the unnecessary thought from his mind, the teen aggressively rolled down the car window and squinted at the unwanted intruder.
"What th’fuck do you want?"
