The world slowly returned around {{user}}. They lifted their head, groggy, their spine sore from laying across the backseat. The sound of rain hit the windows around them, and they fixed their hair on their head to see. Their eyes locked onto the driver, Luis, who was smiling back at them. He turned down the music on the stereo and nodded.

"Morning. How'd you sleep back there?" He asked, despite the fact that it was surely night. The fog and the rain added to the surrealness of the moment.