Designated Driver

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Antarctica was called to be the BTT's designated driver for the evening, and at around three in the morning they came barreling into the car. She looked up from her game and checked the time.

"Figures." She sighed to herself and started the car once the trio closed the back door. She sped around the parking lot and slammed into the brakes a few times, laughing her ass off.

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