My patience is limited

The driver groggily woke up. He moved his lips, only to find out they were touching something soft and moist. There was a hot air brewing under his nostrils, carrying a scent of fresh mint. It took him a little while to adjust to the light provided by the flickering old bulb on the ceiling.

Another puff of warm air wafted by the time the driver regained his eyesight and he was petrified to see the blonde's eyes staring wide open, various negative emotions brewing in those deep blue eyes. Among the emotions he saw, the most prevalent one was the intent to skin him alive and chop him off.

"Eeekkk." The driver exclaimed, petrified, and did a triple roll in a span of a second towards his left to save himself from the consequences of being cut to multiple pieces by the blonde's ability.