[She follows him out of the car, trying to keep her breathing slow and steady and not the panicky gasps she feels like she could devolve into at any time. Focus. She hesitates, glancing at Steve as the car drives away.]
You have spare keys, yeah? For your car? [Somewhere inside the house, she assumes. Everyone has spare keys, right? Her parents have spare keys to their car.]
<3 <3
You have spare keys, yeah? For your car? [Somewhere inside the house, she assumes. Everyone has spare keys, right? Her parents have spare keys to their car.]