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A dream.
"The breeze feels really nice outside," she said, as she rolled down the window.
"Yep." He kept his focus on the road, but every once in a while stole a glance of her.
"Is it okay if I drink this in here?" she asked as she waved a soda can back and forth.
"It's no big deal. Open one for me."
The girl looked up at him, smiling softly. As he stole another glance, a smile slowly crept across his face. She brought the drink to her lips as she watched the landscape roll by in monotonous patterns.
"You should enjoy yourself more," the girl quipped. She turned sideways in her seat, to face him directly.
"What do you mean?" he asked, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Well..." she started, tracing her finger along the dashboard, "for starters, you could put the car on autocontrol and pay more attention to me?"
She glanced at him, then looked down into her lap. The silence made her uneasy, and worried that she asked too much of her friend.
"I.."
"Actually, no, never mind, that was a dumb question to ask," she interrupted, before turning to look out of the window.
"No, it's not that. The question just confused me, that's all. I'll put it in auto, if you'd like."
She turned back quickly, forgetting about her worries.
"Good! Because...I'm tired, and your legs are comfortable," she stated with a smile, before stretching out on the seat, laying her head on his lap. His jaw dropped in disbelief.
"You tricked me."
"More or less," she said, closing her eyes, but grinning nonetheless. He looked down at her. She seemed peaceful in his lap. He was glad she asked him to spend some time with her.
"Run your fingers through my hair?" she asked softly. Her dark brown hair was smooth; it felt as if he were running his fingers through silk.
Yes. He decided he didn't want to have this moment any other way.
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this was based off a dream I had, even though it's not exact...i'm not sure why i wrote this...right now (well, yesterday) i'm on flight from atlanta to tampa. it's monday, july 16th...a great week lies ahead.
also, this was my first flight ever. a pretty cool experience, watching the clouds, going through the clouds, and then being higher than the clouds.
(:
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