Javier had parked his car in a dirt track beside the long stretch of road. Sitting together in the open trunk of his car, you ate pre-packed sandwiches.

“Slug bug!” Javier called out as a Volkswagen Beetle zoomed by, reaching over to lightly pinch you.

Bringing a bottle of Jarritos to his lips, he couldn’t stifle his laughter. You only rolled your eyes at his antics.