"Fine, just hold on a minute..." Fyuzen said, grabbing a few things, before walking out with her. For some odd reason, he brought a brush, his shades, some different coat from yesterday, a pair of keys, and a picture. "'Kay, ready." he stated, closing the door and walking up to the car.
"Huh?" Fyuzen wondered, looking at her while getting in the car. As he got in, though, he hid the picture in his coat. "Oh, it's, you know, just my I.D." he lied, closing the door and starting up the car.
"Wait at the front and scare all of the little kids with my manliness, why?" Fyuzen joked, putting on his seat belt and pulling out of the garage. Stopping for a second to close the garage door, he smirked at the sight of their house, then drove off.
"Don't have to be so harsh about it..." Fyuzen cried in his head. "Huh? Oh, yeah, sure..." he responded, bluntly. He didn't even pay attention to what she said, nor wanted to. "Hey, um, do you remember how to get there?" he asked, pretty cluelessly.
"...I'm getting it cleaned." Fyuzen lied to her, stupidly. Making a stop at the first red light they came to, he rested his arm around the seat and looked out the window. Before he knew it, he lost focus and started up a huge line of traffic. The light turned green, but Fyuzen didn't go.