ever could you

Aug 17, 2008 02:06

And suddenly, when she looks over at him, with her feet propped up on the dash and her hair a mess and her eyes bleary and blank from lack of sleep, suddenly it doesn't matter that they've driven two hundred miles, infinitely more still to go. It doesn't matter that the car smells like overheated foam rubber, or that they're on the bad side of half ( Read more... )

&seedlings, genre: realism, prose, genre: general, genre: romance

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dulcin August 17 2008, 08:34:15 UTC
oh oh. oh that's beautiful. ;____;

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carrot_carrot August 17 2008, 08:37:23 UTC
Boy you're fast, I just posted this. :]

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dulcin August 17 2008, 08:39:22 UTC
i'm ninja.

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