Lilian's mind was flooded with one thought: I don't want to be with Morrison. I don't want to be with Morrison. So, without thinking, she replied to Karl,
"Maybe it's better if we don't give him a ride..."
The moment the words left her mouth, she immediately felt they sounded off and wanted to take them back. But it was too late—Karl had already stepped outside and caught up with Morrison.
"Bro, Lilian says she's not really comfortable giving you a ride. You should just take a cab."
Lilian was stunned. Karl just said out loud what she hadn't even dared admit to herself. She felt utterly defeated. Morrison's face instantly darkened to an almost frightening degree.
Karl, oblivious to the tension, explained casually,
"You know how it is—me and Lilian are in the heat of young love. Sometimes feelings get a little... uncontrollable. Having you in our car just wouldn't be appropriate."
