Finish the Mission

He got out of his car and took a deep breath, running his hands through his hair in stress.
"What the hell just happened?" he said
I chuckled dryly, leaning against my car. "Never been in a police chase, freshman?"
He just rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah, I've been in tons of them. You know, I'm a regular. Always have the police after me for the crimes I've committed," he said sarcastically
I just looked at him
"You're an illegal street racer," I said
He stopped talking and met my eyes
"Get used to it, is what I'm saying," I finished
He scoffed. "How many times have you been in a police chase?" he asked
I looked at the ground. "I don't wanna talk about it," I said, throwing him a blanket from the closet in the back of the room.
"Do you need food?" I asked
"No, I ate before the race," he said, then paused. "You know, I still don't know your name."
"Katalina," I said. "We will spend the night here, and go to work tomorrow. I don't want to risk getting caught tonight," I said. "Sleep on the couch." I pointed to the couch, and he nodded. I walked out of the room to grab another blanket, then got into my car
"Wait, you're not sleeping in your car," he said, getting up from the couch
"Yes, I am, now get your ass back on that couch," I said
"No, you're not. You're sleeping on the couch, I'm sleeping in my car," he said
"No, you're not," I said
"Yes, I am. Get out of your car and sleep on the couch," he said with a little more force
"Sleep on the couch or get out of my workshop and take your car with you," I said calmly
He stopped talking and glared at me. "Really, you're going to play that card?"
"Yes, I am," I said
He muttered something under his breath and got back on the couch.
I smirked
"You're unbearable," he said
"If you plan on sticking around, that's another thing you're gonna have to get used to," I said, leaning my seat back and closing my eyes.