Cars and questions

“WHOOHOOO! CARS ARE AMAZING!” Carol cheered out of the sunroof.

“Carol, mind sitting down again? You’re a little distracting.” Asked Karen. “We still have to go for another four hours.”

“I’m sorry, but since 2225 we don’t use cars anymore. We use hydraulic shuttle tubes, making cars absolute.” Carol didn’t hear the groans coming from the front seat. “ And besides, it’s the only way to cool off, since you wouldn’t let me take my clothes off.”

Karen turned her head around. “Because we don’t want to be pulled over for public indecency, you cra-!”

“Anyway,” interrupted Cindy, gesturing to Karen to be quiet. “How about you tell us a little about your sister?”

“Oh, Sophie is absolutely brilliant.” Carol’s started sparkling the second she said her sister’s name. “She was a honor student at her school, getting straight §’s so she could become a scientist like she always wanted.”

“I’m sorry, straight what?”

“§’s, you know, the highest grade? Anyway, she always hated the idea to be permanently naked once she’d turned eighteen.”

“Gee, I can’t possibly imagine why she would hate that.” Spoke Cindy sarcastically.

“I know, right? She is absolutely gorgeous. She has nothing to be ashamed about. But I never got through to her. I’ll never forget her meltdown on her eighteenth birthday when we took her clothes away. And it only got worse.”

“How so?” Cindy started getting intrigued. Even if it was not true, she wanted to hear where the story was going.

“She constantly started fighting with everyone; her teachers, her friends, me! She was obviously so frustrated, but I thought it would only be a fase. I secretly hoped she would accept her nudity. Instead, we are here, centuries in the past.”

It got quiet in the car, safe for the overly loud roaring engine.

“Carol, do you want to stick your head out of the sunroof again?” Spoke Cindy.

“Do I?” Cheered Carol, immediately sticking her head out.

“Why’d you let her do that? I need to focus.”

“Because we need to talk. I’m starting to think that she might be speaking the truth.”

“What?! Are you going crazy as well? What makes you say that?”

“I dunno, she sounded so genuine just now.”

“That just means she really believes her own bullshit. I’m telling you, this just means that she might be even more delusional than we first thought.”

“Look, I’m not saying she isn’t crazy. But it might be possible tha-“

They were interrupted by the car honks on the left. They saw a group of guys in their mid-twenties, cheering and wolf whistling at them.

“What’s their damage?” Groaned Karen.

“I think I know.” Cindy pointed to the backseat. Carol was still sticking out of the sunroof.

Her tank top and bra, however, were resting on the backseat.

“Oh crap.”