A Nascent Kaleidoscope

Arachne let out a sigh.

"Roll up thy window!"

"No, it's my window, I can keep it down if I want."

"The temperature is too cold! Thy inconsiderate boy, stop thy selfishness!"

"It's hot!" Luke countered. "If you're cold, put on a sweater."

Luke and Zoë had been arguing for well over twenty minutes at this point.

Arachne sat behind the wheel, and much to everyone's surprise, she was in fact a good driver. They expected her to start zooming down the highway, nearly crashing into everything on the way, maybe running over a few people by accident.

But no, she carefully and meticulously adhered to every rule of the road, and she was even careful about speeding.

If anything, they were a little annoyed that she wasn't going past the speed limit.