I was fuming, but I still had to drive.

Just as I neared the hostel, nerves got the best of me and rear-ended the car in front of me.

‘Fantastic. Just what I needed.’ I thought desperately.

The other driver got out and tapped on my window, "How do you even drive?"

I banged my head against the steering wheel, groaning. Still, I rolled down the window and asked. "What do you want to do about this?" .

It was a well-dressed ...