Precisely Everything I Am Not

3061 Words

LEIGH The drive to the city was quite exciting, even though it was nothing more than having Ava's peeping through the rare mirror from the passenger seat. We arrive to the strip even more earlier than it should be since Jullian is one hell of a fast and furious driver. The plan is to give my two friends a tour of where I grew up, but it had unexpectedly started seeming hard with the distraction I have here. Ava, of course. When I thought things would go smoothly, and we could finally have that necessary conversation about the night in the garage, she steered the wheel and changed directions. "So, what do you do for a living?" Ava asked Jullian in her thick mellifluous accent, purposely bringing his hands around her waist. What is she trying to play? The asshole appears as if gr

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