Little plan

With that I must have found my target object. Let's go. I started moving directly towards him, but he just ran past me as if he hadn't seen me, he was so absorbed in his phone call. Great.

I followed him, circled him and stood directly in front of him. "Hey, I'm ..."

"I'll make a phone call, in case you haven't noticed!" He snapped at me and just went on to his car. "Just such a stupid brat," I heard him say into the phone as he unlocked his car and swung behind the wheel.

Oh no, no way. I wouldn't let myself get rid of that easily, he could forget that.

I was at the car in three steps, threw open the door and swung myself into the passenger seat. It took me a moment to organize my feet as the whole footwell was full of trash. Old food packaging, cans, bottles, empty cigarette boxes, paper. It gave the impression that he wanted to open his own dump here - that was really disgusting. The overflowing ashtray in the dash didn't look much better either. And t