During their drives, he spoke and she listened. It made sense this way.
She never found ideas arise from within her. Sometimes he'd share something about himself, something sincere, and she would suddenly feel an urge to share something about herself.
When she asked things about him she would reveal herself in small ways. This is how conversations worked she noticed. It was a give and take. Some people were mines, and some extracted.
He drove a
Toyota
Camry
. The cabin noise was good. You could hear the music really well even on the highway. And you could hear each others' voices intimately. You didn't have to shout like you had to in some cars.
They were in improv class together. They began driving around after the final session. Until then they talked about hanging out but never committed to anything. It was only after the final workshop they finally had to decide. Continue speaking or not?
This is how they began driving around. Both of them were broke and couldn't spend three bucks each everytime they wanted to hang out at a cafe.
You just want to drive around? he once suggested when the both of them wanted to hang out but didn't have any extra money to spend on
coffee
.
