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... ingers tapping against the steering wheel in rhythm with the music blasting through the speakers.
Some mortal indie-pop track with too much bass and too little shame.
He hummed along, low and easy, because why not? Lunch with Elias had been surprisingly tolerable—warm, even—and now his stomach was full, and his mind buzzing with possibilities.
"What’s next..." he muttered, squinting at the road ahead. Neon billboards scrolled by, screaming about things he didn’t need: sho ...
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