A Knight Who Really Likes the Night Life AKA Neiss to Hurt Tessa’s Brain
“That was so much fun,” she says, taking a sip from the soda cup in her hand.
“Told you midnight bowling was the greatest,” I say, leaning back in the seat to look at her. I love having a convertible. A pretty girl, a starry night, sitting at the In and Out Burger at half past two, sitting with the top down after spending two hours in a bowling alley. And we have work in the morning, and neither of us really care, because we’re sitting here in comfortable silence watching the moon and listening to the wind rush by.
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“That was so much fun,” she says, taking a sip from the soda cup in her hand.
“Told you midnight bowling was the greatest,” I say, leaning back in the seat to look at her. I love having a convertible. A pretty girl, a starry night, sitting at the In and Out Burger at half past two, sitting with the top down after spending two hours in a bowling alley. And we have work in the morning, and neither of us really care, because we’re sitting here in comfortable silence watching the moon and listening to the wind rush by.