[Mariya shook his head and rubbed his face. What the shit was going on? You'd think he'd remember getting himself into a car and going to some crappy-ass drive-in theater. Did he convince some dope to go on a ~*~date~*~ with the lovely Mariya to get something? He couldn't remember. How could he lose that information
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And then--that certainly wasn't her brother. Or anyone she'd want to wake up to.]
So it did repeat itself.
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I'm sorry, Miss, but what do you mean?
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[Begins fiddling with the door handle. Yup, not opening.]
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