The AFA

“Thanks for the ride!” The cheery voice of a teenager sounded as he jumped out of the taxi cab, taking in his surroundings. The building in front of him was far larger than anything he had ever seen in his life, and this was just a tiny part of the campus.

“Are you serious? Have you ever heard about tipping? Come on, I drove you for three hours!” His driver complained. The request from the teenager had sounded absurd, but since he had paid in advance, Jared had agreed to drive the teenager all the way here. Still, part of him had done so in the hopes of a nice tip for this inconvenience, especially given their destination was catered to a special type of people, Altered.

“I’m sorry, I paid you all I had on me. Is it okay if I tip you next time?!” The male teenager cheekily scratched the back of his head. The taxi driver had trouble believing it, but there was not much he could do. Letting out a few profanities, he drove off.