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>"Well look at you being responsible and thinking fiscally," she gushes. "But you know, there's plenty of cars to pull out of the yard..."
"Maybe. But that reminds me, you wanted to go to a car show at some point. We ought to do that soon."
>Her eyes light up at that - in the figurative sense this time.
>"Yeah? Know of any shows soon?"
"Small ones, which are probably best suited for us. I know Sunday morning once a month, there's a little gathering at a coffee shop in town. Want to go to that next time?"
>"Trust me to be well behaved?"
"Just don't bite anyone, I think you'll be good. Maybe a bit of alcohol will help you out."
>"Yeah, let's not bother with that last suggestion," she says, sticking her tongue out in disgust.
"Fiiiine. Gonna have to do it sooner or later, so I can hear that singing voice draw me in like a siren again."
>With a smirk and a blush, Midnight lightly bodychecks you.
>"How about we just do our normal thing tonight. I'll even let you share my laptop."
"You mean my laptop?"
>"Same thing."
>One again, Midnight rests her head upon your shoulder, while the computer screen scrolls under the work of Midnight's 'magic.'
>This is a situation miles beyond anything you could have anticipated months ago.
>But for whatever reason, fate has led you down this path.
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