223 I want him...DEAD!

Michael then made his way down the elevator with a black guitar case strapped on his back.

"Summer is approaching," Michael said as he started humming in a summery tone.

Ding!

The elevator door opened before him and Michael walked out and made his way before a masculine looking car.

"My parents are truly rich, huh? Is this a new car?" Michael said as he stared at the vehicle before him.

The vehicle before him is a black Jeep 'Rebel' with a bit of red here and there.

"But why did mom bought me a car though? Was there an occasion or something that I did not know of?" Michael tilted his head and slowly made his way inside the car, and put the guitar case on the backseat.

"Huh? What the heck?" Michael suddenly realized a problem the second he sat down.

"What the heck!? How do I freaking start this stupid vehicle!?"