“hey fucko!” danny screamed.

his hand slammed against the wheel as this person in front of him cut him off. he had such a bad, long day already, and now— his road rage is filling him up.

the car in front of him pulled over, and so did he. danny got out of his car and walked to your window. “hey—“

danny suddenly had a self realized moment of recognition, realizing if this fight mattered, just by looking at you, he had a change of heart. “you— you… are you alright?”

he wanted to jump in front of a car.