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Ijeoma's POV
His car was filled with more of his scent, cologne mixed with a little musky sweat smell. The cold air emanating from his air conditioner made the scent circulate around the car. His car was very neat and tidy, it also had a faint smell of newness like he didn't get it too long ago.
The drive was awkwardly silent and with every passing minute, I was starting to regret taking the lift. The little hold up on the road wasn't making things any better, we just sat there quietly, his eyes on the road and mine outside the window.
I didn't know if I should make a conversation with him or just keep shut. The first car ride I had with Noah wasn't as intensely uncomfortable as this one, maybe because Noah wasn't my immediate boss who with one wrong move or word could get me fired.
Activities outside the car were banal so I pulled out my phone and opened up the Wattpad app on it. It had been ages since I visited the app but I just wanted to keep busy so I randomly selected a book from my library and began to mindlessly read through.
"Do you mind if I put on some music?" He pointed at the car stereo.
I shrugged my shoulders. "It's your car"
"But I'm not the only one in the car... And you might not want the music on" he countered.
"I don't mind" I said politely
He nodded and turned the stereo on.
The Weeknd's 'Earned it' filled the whole car and I quietly began to sing along unconsciously.
Mr. Kachi turned to me. "Are you a The Weeknd fan?"
"No, I don't think I'll call myself a fan... But I listen to his music tho" I replied
"Is that even possible?" He returned his gaze to the road as the cars began to slowly move.
"Of course. I could listen to his music and like it but that doesn't make me a die hard fan" I said
He nodded. "I get your point"
The song changed to 'lust for life' by Lana Del Rey ft The Weeknd. The soft symphonious melody sifted the car, filling up the short silence that ensued.
"Soo, what type of music do you like?" He spoke up.
"Uhmm... I don't think I have a specific type I prefer. I like all types of music maybe except rock and roll" I replied
He chuckled. "Why?"
"I think it's more of loud noise than music. It's just my opinion sha"
"Do you have any favorite artists?" He asked turning into the next intersection.
"Uhh... For Nigerian artists, it will be 2face and Burna boy" I said
He nodded. "Okay. What about internationally?"
"Beyonce, I guess"
"What about male international artists?" He inquired
I could tell he was trying so hard to get me comfortable around him and so he was trying to make conversations every chance he got.
"I can't think of anyone off my head right now" I replied.
He nodded and I could sense that the conversation was going to die out if I didn't say something. I didn't want it to seem as if he was the only one bringing up topics.
"I can see you like The Weeknd" I gestured to the song playing on the stereo.
He chuckled. "Yeah, I do. I guess I'm a fan of his music, maybe not a die hard fan but a fan nonetheless"
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