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|MAEVE CLARKE|
[moments]

~arcade date~

"home track"

"how does it work?" i asked lando when he insisted that i try out a racing game

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"how does it work?" i asked lando when he insisted that i try out a racing game. it was the first time we'd been out, just the two of us. he'd surprised me by dropping by to see me after my dance rehearsals.

"this one's the break, that's the accelerator. the wheel controls the direction. there's not much that can go wrong" he said, and i rolled my eyes. "thank you, mr.obvious. but really, i've never done this before- or been to an arcade so this...i don't want to lose my dignity" i admit and he smiles.

"i saw you trip over my shoelaces. what dignity are you talking about?" my jaw dropped and i elbowed his hip as he stood beside me while i sat in the machine.

"i'll guide you, we're not gonna let you crash here"

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~i'm licensed~

"lando finally taught me how to drive"

"atleast i passed my theory first time unlike someone" i told lando who was sitting in the passenger seat guiding my hand on the gear stick

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"atleast i passed my theory first time unlike someone" i told lando who was sitting in the passenger seat guiding my hand on the gear stick.

"well, as long as you can control your car, theory doesn't matter. now the clutch -"

the driving lessons started off pretty easy going and playful but lando got serious about it when he realised i really sucked at it.

"maeve , i know i'm a driver , i don't mind chauffering you for the rest of my life and as much as i hate to say this, i think an automatic would be a better choice for you" he told me and i remember wanting to cry about it.

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