MAKNAE [twd] *editing*

【5】

"ppangppang! vrooooom!"

I jerk the steering wheel to the side, though it hardly moves.

"Dong-Cheol, hurry! The cops are coming!"

"ppangppang!"

Glenn's laughter cuts me out of my daydream and I look to where he was sitting in the passenger seat of the unmoving car.

"So, you agree? The car is cool?" he asks with sparkling eyes.

"I feel like Gong Yoo!" I exclaim, holding my arms up to 'show off' my 'muscles'.

"Ooh, Gong Yoo would be scared of you!" Glenn cowers by the door.

Giggling, I lean back in the driver's seat, resting my head and looking over to Glenn.

"I'm surprised dad even let you watch that movie. It's a rough story," he muses.

"Dad doesn't know I watched it," I mutter.

Glenn's eyebrows quirk up, a teasing look overtaking his eyes. I bow my head, tapping my fingers against the bottom of the steering wheel.

"He left his credit card on the table and went to a meeting in the hotel lobby. Angela was still asleep and I woke up early. The TV didn't have a password and so.." I explain, trailing off and pursing my lips in the end.

Glenn's hand meets my head, ruffling my hair, "It's our secret."

We laugh together for a moment before he points to my hair, "I like it, by the way. I didn't get to tell you yesterday."

"Amy cut it," I say, bringing a lock to my face, looking at the edges of the new length.

"She did a good job," Glenn nods, fixing the top that he'd messed up.

"Hey, kids," Dale knocks on the window.

"Hey, Dale," Glenn smiles, leaning down to see him better.

"We gotta talk," Dale sighs, looking around inside the vehicle, "About the car."

--

I sit criss crossed on the ground, feeling offended as the car is taken apart piece by piece.

Glenn stands above me, his arms crossed over his chest as he watches the same sight in utter betrayal.

My Gong Yoo dream scenarios.. Gone with a few twists of a wrench.

Carl's dad, Rick approaches and he and Glenn speak for a moment before Rick is kneeling beside me.

"I haven't had the pleasure in meeting this one," he tell Glenn, "You spoke a lot about her in that store and Carl talked about her last night. It's about time I meet her."

"He says he's wanted to meet you for awhile," Glenn translates.

I squint my eyes up at Glenn suspiciously, "I heard Carl's name. And that was a lot for a little translation."

"Because, he's Carl's dad," Glenn reminds.

I look back to Rick and he smiles, "Hi, I'm Rick."

He holds his hand out and I take it, his larger one completely covering mine, "I'm Hana."

"She's a beautiful girl. You must be a proud brother," Rick tells Glenn.

"I am," Glenn smiles before looking to me, "He says you get your good looks from me."

"Glenn looks like he's adopted. I got my looks from our dad and the three of us sisters look alike. I think they picked Glenn up from the side of the road."