another day another bump in the road, today was so mediocre in fact you’d forgotten the time, and at this point you could care less, everyone seemed to be off in their own worlds, except for you and Sinclair that is, you two had gotten along particularly well, and by “well”, of course we mean dating. You two where practically inseparable it was Impossible to talk to one of you without the other present for the conversation.

anyway, Sinclair would find himself leaning on your shoulder, no words exchanged between the two of you. Just soft breathing and the hum of tire rubber against road. That was until Sinclair shifted his gaze up to you, it looked like he wanted to ask something but didn’t want to bother you, if possible

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