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"You're dyyying."
She rolled her eyes. "We're together. Is that better?"
The paper was unassuming and plain, and the only thing written on it was an address. The handwriting was an usual cross of print and cursive.
She pursed her lips stubbornly before scooting closer to his face. "Anythiiiiiiing?"
She crossed her arms. "What is that supposed to mean?"
(Yoop!)
She looked up at him. "Can I do anything to help?"
She cocked her head. "What do you mean? That's just Dante."
He took a deep breath, looking up again at the road.
She smiled warmly, holding him close.
Avice nodded standing up and looking down at her friend. "I'll be right back." He nodded, leaning back.
He ignored his phone, only pulling over after a long while and resting his head on the steering wheel and taking quick, trembling breaths.
She looked up at him, her expression adoring and somewhat playful. "Thanks."
Avice chuckled slightly and he gave a small wave. "Hello.. I hope it's alright that I'm down here. We've finished our work."
He powered down the phone, unable to deal with it. He took a shaky breath, his grip tightening on the window.
She nodded, looking relieved. "Okay. Thank you. Thank you."
She looked up, as well as the young man with dark hair and green eyes. She smiled slightly. "Yes?"
He glanced down, not picking up. He noticed the background before shutting it off.
She looked up. "Really?'
Avice was below deck, her nose crinkling as she laughed at a joke the man across from her made.
