
After getting the key, Aluna and Alvin immediately boarded the open tub car they had just rented. Alvin's reddened face, not because of shame or anger, but because his allergies began to recur.
"I'm ready" said Aluna, holding the steering wheel behind the wheel.
Because there was no truth, the straight-haired woman turned to the side. He saw Alvin was busy looking for something in his coat-covered pocket.
"Alvin what are you looking for?" ask Aluna.
"Alvin, your face is flushed. Are you all right?"
There's still nothing...