"This is a terrible idea," Kurt said. He was gripping the steering wheel of the rental car with white knuckles and his knees were knocking. The light at the intersection turned green and he proceeded onto the next city block.
"We've been talking about having a car in the city with us for a while. We just need to make sure that we have the guts to drive it," Blaine said.
"How come I have to risk our lives first?" Kurt asked.
"Don't worry, I'll drive in a little while," Blaine replied. They had punched Times Square into the GPS, just to see if the traffic really was just as much of a nightmare as they had heard. They had seen it, but had never experienced it for themselves. The lights came into view, and the next light was green.
"Look, we almost made it," Kurt said, smiling. He was only smiling because he knew once they were out of Times Square, he could park the car and Blaine would take over.
A rogue taxicab ran the light mere inches in front of their car, and Kurt had to slam on the brakes.
"Watch it!" Kurt yelled out the window. He took a deep breath and pulled into the first available parking spot he found.
"Are you alright?" Blaine asked him.
Kurt sighed. "It's your turn," he said.
Blaine didn't argue. They climbed out of the car and switched seats. "So do we have a verdict yet? Do we need a car in the city with us?" Blaine asked.
"I'm fine with paying for the subway every day," Kurt said without hesitation.
"Fine by me," Blaine said. "Wish me luck." With that, Blaine pulled out of the parking spot and drove the rental car back to the agency.