As soon as Zephany and Kendrick got inside the car, an awkward silence filled the space. Neither of them spoke, both choosing to stare out the window instead. The atmosphere was thick with an unspoken tension, though neither could quite pinpoint why.
The driver started the engine, and the car smoothly pulled out onto the road. The silence persisted, only interrupted by the faint hum of the engine and the occasional sound of passing traffic.
Then, as if on cue, both of their stomachs grumbled at the exact same time.
They immediately stiffened.
Surprised, they turned to look at each other before quickly looking away, pretending it didn't happen. Zephany's ears burned with embarrassment, while Kendrick cleared his throat, pretending to adjust his seatbelt.
The driver, having clearly noticed, glanced at them through the rearview mirror. "Should we stop over at the nearest restaurant?"
Both nodded, neither daring to speak.
