how was the drive?

let's pretend we're dead together and hope it means and becomes nothing at all. his eyes flicker to yours, flicker to mine. boundaries burning away, pass, burning some more until it's just the bare minimum--we'll save that for later. he's got that look on his face again. the cycle's repeating, i just wasn't expecting to see it from the other side this time, you know? i wasn't expecting to see it at all again. point blank.