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"Where are we?" I asked him as we approached a forest, still in the car.
"We're here." He said, smiling at me.
The forest had long, mahogany trees in it and was smothered in greenery. The amount of trees made it seem dark and it was a very bright day.
I looked at Mike, contemplating what he was doing, while we both climbed out of the car.
"Why are we here, Mike?" I asked.
"I just realised I never told you my full name. Carmicheal Lynch is my full name," he murmured it slightly and I shot a kind of pissed look at him.
"Well, thank you, Carmicheal. Now please tell me, why are we here?"
"We are here because it's nice here. This place is great." He replied, still wearing a golden smile.
That answer didn't really satisfy me but I still found myself saying, "okay."
"Come on, let's go in." His chocolate hair was shining in the unforgiving sun and his emerald eyes had a boisterous twinkle in them.
And with those words, we were lost in green leaves and I was lost on emerald eyes.
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