Fool moon

Haruna was in the car, the traffic was still blocked.

She was tired and hungry, she got out the car few times to check the situation from the road but was still the same.

Her phone was off and she didn't know what to do. There were a lot of cars in same situation as her.

She was sitting with her head on the steering wheel when a voice caught her attention.

Motorcycle boy: - If you sleep like that you'll have wrinkles only on one side of the face.

Haruna: - It's you.

Motorcycle boy: - Yes, it's me! And he smiled.

Haruna: - Why you came back?

Motorcycle boy: - Your boyfriend seemed to be fine.

Haruna: - Really?

Motorcycle boy: - But you don't look fine.

Haruna: - I'm tired and the traffic is still blocked.

Motorcycle boy: - Did you call a towing team for car?

Haruna: - It's not my car.

Motorcycle boy: - Very well. Why are you still here?

Haruna: - What do you mean?

Motorcycle boy: - You don't understand?

Haruna: - What?