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I had a sick feeling I was about to be more chauffeur than intern I wanted so desperately to shout, “I FAILED, ran intoSpike, who now has to use one of those little wheelchair things for his back legs to get around”

Instead, I nodded glumly

A day and a half in, and I was already experiencing all the regrets as every single guy went back to ignoringtheir eyes, others were on their phones

Nobody looked at uy who had helped me—Rae

“Here” Solia tossed me the keys “You already have their schedule on your calendar; enter the address into your phone Get them to their shoot as fast as possible They’re already a few minutes late, and we need this for promo”

“Okay” At least I was driving on the right side of the road, not the left I could do this, follow directions, get them all there safe

Grace to the rescue!

Solia shut the van door

It was eerily quiet

I , and I’ hands, I typed in the address only to realize I probably could have clicked it froive me directions

We were only a few ured I wouldn’t experience a ton of trauma

I knew better than to think that in my head as I pulled into traffic and nearly sideswiped a delivery guy on his bike

“Sorry!” I cringed

Groans came from behind me and what I assumed were curse words directed at me in Korean

I took a deep breath and stayed in the right-hand lane like the voice told me to Oh shit, oh shit! “Is that a freeway!”

“Yes” Rae’s one-word answer

I gripped the steering wheel and drove onto the on-rae truck honked his horn at me, then someone else followed suit “U?”

Rae cleared his throat “It’s in kilometers”