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He raised an eyebrow. "Uh... What- what do we do?"
"Oh," he said, following her gaze on the room. "My dad has a nice job." He began walking. "It's cool."
"I'm completely in love with you too," she admitted. "It rather be measured in time we've known each other, rather than how long we've been together."
"I've never been on a real road trip before. Are they fun?"
He opened the door wider for her, giving her space to come in.
"Yeah." She laughed. "It's pretty great."
"It's good to know you trust me," he said. "Anyways, it's about a four or five hour drive."
"Yeah," he said slowly. "Just ran into an obstacle. "Shall we head to the dining room to work on it?"
She put her arms over his shoulders before kissing him deeply. "Then you're my moon and stars."
"I'm going to drive safely," he said, frowning. "And I was joking about the accident."
There was silence before annoyed arguing became noticeable. It was Francis and someone else, most likely his brother. Their words weren't...
She looked up at him, a slight blush on her cheeks. "Really?" she asked quietly, before covering her face with her hands, embarrassed. "Ach. God....
"I'm driving us," he said, folding his hands. "It's only a few hours away."
(Yee hoo) The house was lit up, but was oddly quiet. There weren't even any animals.
"That's not the only reason you're the best," she said. "It's because you're you."
(Time skip to his house?)
"I shouldn't worry," he agreed quietly, taking another sip. "Thank you."
She turned her head up to kiss his jaw. "You're the best."
He stood up and went to the field, his side still uncomfortable.
"Okay," he said, his voice uncertain. "Okay."
