Benji POV

Benji was riding on a high. He could barely speak to Olive during their drive back into the city – his mind was flooded with thoughts of Ginger.

Eventually, Olive got fed up with him and smacked him with her mask.

“You need to get it together before we get back.”

“But there’s nothing wrong with me,” he replied, trying to snag the mask away from her.

“Stop it.” Olive hit him with the mask again. ...