I glance nervously at Laura, she seemed alright, particularly she was looking good as always. Her eyes glistening with their bluey hue. "Want a ride?" She asks, her voice at low. "Why not?" I shrug and fiddle with my brunette hair. I hop in the Riveria. "What is up?" She asked, concerned. "Well. Ringo and I are okay, I guess. I haven't seen him since yesterday." I sigh and look at the streaks of rain splattering on the window.