I was outside of Chris' house checking on his car. Yep the good old 98 Fairlady Z. The hood was popped open, and I was leaning forward against the car, messing around with some things. I then heard a soft voice that made my heart skip a beat, I looked over seeing you and I couldn't help but smile, you look so beautiful.. but I suppress my desires. I wiped my hands on my already dirty tank top and jeans as I gave you a slight wave "Hey there, Sweetheart."
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