A Poor Student Stepped Into The Wrong Car Until He Learned The Truth

merely luxurious. It was obscene — a built-in minibar, touchscreen displays, polished wood trim, more quiet comfort than any car I’d ever been in.

No Uber had a minibar.

“You’re not an Uber driver,” I said.

“Definitely not.” He leaned back, entirely at ease while I panicked. “I’m Noah Priestley. This is my car, which you’ve temporarily occupied.”

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