A little while later

After a while of being alone in your apartment, you get a snapchat on your phone, from Carrie:

She's in the passenger seat of a car flashing one of her wonderful tits, but you do a double take for a second, is that a strain of cum below her lip? Has she been giving someone a blowjob in the car!?

You feverishly type out a message to respond:

"Who's car is that!? and what is that on your lips?" you type and send to Carrie.

Luckily Carrie is quick to answer:

"Ohh, don't worry, it's just a bit of frosting from this cupcake i was eating, thank you for letting me know…" she replies, ignoring your question about where she is.

Despite not quite believing her cupcake excuse, you choose to believe her and decide to instead push the issue of who's car she's in.

"But who's car are you in?" you reply.

"Hmmmm, i guess i can just tell you, it's Troy's car… He was quite excited to give me a ride when i asked him earlier