Red car is my companion

For every few days of the week when my lesson starts at either 8 or 9am, i would sit at the sitting area at Blk 50 to wait for a certain occupant of a red car to arrive and accompany me through the half-an-hour or more before class starts.

Though we normally speak randomly and only a few sentences at a time, i must say, he is but a good companion.

And if either one of us were to be late, the phone would would start ringing.