"Wake up, Travis. We're here."
Travis groggily lifted his head from Ethan's shoulder (how it got there was a mystery to Travis) and opened the window.
"New York is beautiful in the morning."
"Yeah."
"..."
"..."
"You know what's more beautiful?"
"Me?"
"No. New York at night."
"I'd think it was full of thieves and such."
"It's actually quite nice. Still the bustling New York City that's represented in pop culture, even at three in the morning."
"What were you doing in New York City at three in the morning?"
"Nothing important."
"C'mon, you can tell me."
"I want to keep that private, thank you."
"O ....kay?"
"Sorry. I just don't want to talk about it just yet."
"You're fine."
Travis slipped his hand into Ethan's and laid his head back on Ethan's shoulder. Ethan, a bit overwhelmed, laid his head on top of Travis's and closed his eyes.
"Hey Ethan, what a—"
"Sssssh."
"I'm trying to ask an imp—"
"Sssssh."
"Fine. I'll be quiet."
"Let's just live in the moment without any questions, okay?"
"..."
"..."
"Okay."
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