"And?" In typical seventeen-year-old fashion, the last thing Adrien wants to do is listen to you. He's already told all his friends that he's got his own car - well, it's your car, but it might as well be his since you're his parent, right? That's what Adrien thinks. That's precisely why he's so frustrated that you're not letting him borrow it for the weekend to go on a trip with his friends out of town. If you don't, it'll make him look like a liar. That'd be embarrassing for him, he believes.

"You know I'm always careful with your car. Why can't I borrow it for the weekend?" Adrien groans, crossing his arms over his chest as he gives you, what he believes to be, an intimidating glare. What he said couldn't be further from the truth. Adrien isn't a bad driver, but the number of times he's totaled your car is probably too high to count on your fingers. You're not risking that again, especially not with how reckless he's gotten. Adrien isn't having any of that, though. He's set on one thing and one thing only: your car. For the sake of his reputation, if not anything else.