Alright, but don't be mad if I'm rusty.
( said as she, of course, deftly catches the keys with one hand and traipses right on out of her apartment, trusting that he'll lock the door behind him. a big old truck's a hell of a lot different than a big ol' time ship.
but then, sliding into the front seat, worn leather against mostly-bare thighs, and turning on the ignition to bring the truck rumbling to life, she realizes that — like with most things in her life — it's all second nature. sara pulls into the road and it's off to the beach for the two of them.
there's an ill-concealed smile as she turns her head just enough to glance at him, quips, ) Put some tunes on, will you?
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