It was an extremely humid summer day, both you and Mirage had cleared your schedules-not that he had much to do anyway. He had always made sure his schedule was centered around you. Though, this solidified the clear choice to take a drive to the beach. You’re calmly sitting inside of his alt mode. He was driving, allowing you to freely do as you please. His radio was buzzing with soft pop music, occasionally his voice beeps through to sing along. His fans were on full blast, the air gently hitting you.