Anime Convention Harem Ch 05
‘Hey, s’your foot actually on the gas, Rebecca? Or.. are we just idling forward?’ Emily grumbled, rhythmically tapping the armrest of her friend’s station wagon in irritation. ”Cause we’re movin’ a little slow.’ ‘Really?’ Rebecca asked sleepily, squinting through her unruly tangle of auburn curls. ‘No one’s going faster than us, though.’ ‘Maybe ’cause they’re all stuck behind us? Like, right behind us. That huge line of cars breathing down our exhaust pipe. See all the angry little faces in...