Angry

They finished recording at six o'clock at night and they were on their way home.

Ethan was still the driver, Mike sat beside him and Cindy sat in the back seat.

Now, she dresses like a girl. Her long hair and knee-length skirt revealed her long, white legs. That left Mike and Ethan staring.

Mike glanced at Ethan with sharp eyes. "Concentrate on driving."

Ethan shifted his gaze forward, focusing on his driving.

Mike looked at Cindy in the rearview mirror. "Why are you wearing a mini skirt? If you wear that, you'll catch a cold."

"It's my business, none of your business. I like to dress like that." Cindy said in a cold tone, her eyes looking out the window.

Mike was confused because Cindy was acting weird all day, always snapping at him.

"What happened to you in the end? You act like a child." Mike raised his voice. He was starting to get annoyed.

"I act like a child? Why don't you ask yourself what you did? It's all there for a reason." Cindy turned to Mike.

"What did I do? Can you be