"Did you take any food I made for you, back to your college dorm?" She asked.

"No, I didn't but I didn't want to either, I don't want it to go bad. I'm barely in my dorm anyway,"

"Gotcha." She responded, as if that didn't stab her in the heart. "I get it, it'd probably go bad anyways."

"Yeah, I left a Subway sandwich in my minifridge by accident and my dorm stunk for weeks,"

"Oh, damn." She cringed. "Those Subway sandwiches are definitely somethin' else, when they go bad."

"Yeah," he chuckled.

"Are you in traffic?" She asked, hearing horns blaring. "Or is that how your college campus always is?"

Dylan chuckled, "I'm in gridlock traffic," he sighed. "It looks like a pretty bad accident happened a few miles up,"

"Hang on, lemme check." She stated, getting her laptop. "Um, no. No accident happened."

"Huh, I dunno then,"