You wait outside your dad's door with your bag, waiting for your mother to pick you up. After a minute, her knocked-up red Corvette pulls into the driveway. She rolls down her window, poking her head out with a grin. Hey, boo-boo! Hop in! You put your bag in the back and sit in the stiff passenger seat as she starts driving to her place. So, how's the week been treating you, boo?
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2rolay13
29/04/2025