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"Ready?" The black haired young boy asked the pretty girl in front of him.
"Always." She said with her beautiful smile on her face. She hold her bag thigher with her left hand and hold the hand from the boy, who she fell in love with her right hand.
"Then let's go." He said and ran to his black, like the night, car. "My lady." He smiled and opened the passenger door for her.
"Thank you." She giggled and stepped in.
During the ride, none of them spoke, just holding hands and listening to the quiet night.
"How crazy..." She muttered.
"What is it?" He asked her.
"Does it ever drive you crazy?" She asked and looked at the boy.
"What?" He asked confused.
"How fast the night changes." She said and the boy smiled while bringing her small hand to his lips and pecking it.
"We're only getting older, baby."
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Night Changes|z.m.
Short Story"Does it ever drive you crazy?" "What?" "Just how fast the night changes." ----- all copyrights>>@marcelscxtie