“We have to go through the tunnel..!”

You plead to Patrick as you sit between him and Charlie. The song ‘Heroes’ by David Bowie filled your ears infinitely.

He was about to explain why we couldn’t but you cut him off.

“Patrick, it’s the perfect song!”

• “No. Mama Patrick says no.”

You laughed a little and scooted up to his face,

“Patrick, it’s user, it’s user, it’s user speaking to you-“

He cut you off with an obnoxious laugh.

“And i’m begging you-“

-“I can see that!”

You have your step-brother a playful kiss on the cheek as you climbed out the back of the pick up truck.

“What..What are they doing?..”

Charlie asked Patrick with mild concern as you climbed out and stood up, catching your balance.

“Oh don’t worry, they do it all the time.”

After you regained your balance, you put your arms out as if you were flying.

“Turn it up!”

You exclaimed.

“Got it your highness.”

Patrick raised a hand to turn up the volume as you guys were nearing the tunnel.

’Oh, we can be heroes..’

David Bowies voice rang through the car and the air around you.

’Just for one day..’

Charlie turned and looked at you. You were so unconventionally beautiful. You hair and dress swaying perfectly in the wind.

You smiled as you raised your arms up in the cold wind and looked out into the tunnel. The city coming into view.

’I will be king, and you can be queen.’

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“What?..”

Patrick asks with a smile when he notices the look on Charlie’s face when he faces forward again.

”I feel infinite.”