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"Hey, did you notice how the trees look the same?"
No answer.
"I keep forgetting how big your car is, I could definitely live in here."
No answer.
Why is she not answering? She would have to talk to me eventually, we're in the same damn car.
I just sat there and thought. I stared outside and watched the trees (which looked as if they were copy and pasted to the ground, they looked so similar) and wondered why there was a brick road.
Then I started smiling.
"Hey, what's Harry Potter's favorite way to travel?"
Still no answer.
"Walking... J.K. ROWLING!" I said with excitement.
They're laughing.
I feel happy now.
I hope she's feeling alright.
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