vii.
WE SANG ALONG TO
the radio while simultaneously calling all the songs overrated, unoriginal, or, as she had said, as catchy as the bubonic plague.
We stopped at Queens because she had tried to kiss me. We both muttered a thousand apologies but I was only annoyed at myself for ruining such a perfect moment.
vii.
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