Chapter 7
Mila rubbed her eyes as Archer drove back to town like a madman. She was grateful for the seatbelt she had managed to strap on with her eyes closed.
"Slow down," Mila complained as she fluttered her eyes open. Her vision was hazy and the bright sunlight did not help.
"No," Archer said.
"What is your problem?" Mila turned towards him. "Why are you such a miserable, intolerable, wretched soul?"
"Did you swallow a dictionary for breakfast?" Archer muttered.
"You know what," Mila sighed and shifted back in her seat. "Forget it. In the words of Mark Twain; Never argue with a fool."
"Just stay quiet and it'll all be over very soon," Archer said to which Mila snorted.
She crossed her arms over her chest and sulked in her seat. Being mindful of her blurry vision, Mila kept her gaze inside the car and stared at the central console.
"You're a Star Wars fan?" She asked, noticing Archer's phone case of a lightsaber.
Archer looked down and nodded, "Yeah."
Mila pulled her phone out of her purse and showed him her case, "Rey."
"Of course," Archer rolled his eyes. "Not surprised."
"What do you mean?" Mila scowled. "You have a problem with Rey?"
"Everyone has a problem with Rey," Archer said. "That whole movie was stupid."
"How?" Mila narrowed her eyes.
"How could she take down Kylo Ren?" Archer asked. "She wasn't even trained. He was practically a super soldier with the strength of the dark one and she just defeated him? That's so unrealistic."
"Unrealistic?" Mila laughed bitterly. "Yes, because the death star and chewbacca are so realistic."
"They make sense," Archer argued. "Rey doesn't."
"It's science fiction!" Mila said. "It's a movie. You know, I bet you're one of those people who have issues with the black mermaid."
"No, I don't," Archer said.
"So you just have issues with strong female leads then."
"No, I don't," Archer's brows furrowed. "I love women!"
"Sure," Mila shrugged.
"I don't have to explain myself to you," Archer shook his head. "You have bad movie taste. You get no say in my love for women."
"Rey is better than Kylo Ren."
"You take that back," Archer's eyes widened. "You're a fake fan. I bet you never even watched the originals. Let me guess, your boyfriend or your crush liked Star Wars so you just watched that crappy movie and got yourself a t-shirt so he would notice you."
"Please," Mila rolled her eyes. "Like I would ever go through all that trouble for a man."
"Why are you even talking?" Archer asked. "Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
"No."
"Well then shut up."
"Wow!" Mila laughed. "This is how you talk to girls? This? You must be so popular with the ladies."
"Actually, I am," Archer said.
"Of course," Mila mocked him with a sweet smile. "Is that what mommy tells you every night as she tucks you in with a bedtime story? Oh my little Archie is the greatest in the whole wide world. My prince Archie, hehehehe."
