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we'd go for a midnight drive with no specific destination; the windows down, my hair blowing in the breeze, the music up as loud as possible.  you'd be sitting there, trying to focus on the road, sneaking little glances my way. you would smirk as i yelled and hollered out the window, where i would eventually laugh and look back at you. you would look at me with a scheming glint in your eyes, and i would give you a sly smile before connecting our lips in a feverish kiss. our teeth would clash and our tongues would dance. we'd only pull away after almost getting into an accident, laughing as if it were no big deal. that night, on that drive, we'd both realize that we're deep in love; almost to the point of drowning, and there was no way of going back.

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