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Imagine: Argyle picking you up. "Y/N!"Argyle shouted from his van as he beeped the horn outside of your house, terrorising your parents. You rushed outside, finishing off a slice of toast and you ran to get in. He finally stopped the racket once you were sitting shotgun beside him. "Hey."He smiled. "Hi."You greeted back, welcoming a long drawn out kiss from him."Got some purple palm tree for me, Marley?" You raised an eyebrow, using your nickname for your high as a kite boyfriend. "Right back there, Lucy."He winked, using his nickname for you in reference to LSD, before you both sped off.
