Protective Alex.

Mia on the other hand was fuming in anger, her invisible fumes were errupting from her little ears. Her nose flared, she turned towards the window and looked out to dissipate her anger. Just then Alex spoke something. "You can have this." He handed her a strawberry milkshake with potato chips. 

The girl glared at the man and pulled the food from his hands applying a little force of anger. Alex avoided looking at her and awkwardly chuckled internally. "Are you okay?" He asked gripping the steering wheel his gaze fixed on the road. 

"I'm perfectly fine tell me about yourself." The girl asked sarcastically. 

"Me too." He replied.