Yesterday after Nic's birthday dinner, Chris was going to send Hannah and I home.
And so we walked with him toward
the sleekest, most beautiful and business like black car you'd ever seen, as he suavely slid his keys out of his pocket...
and completely fooled us into thinking he was actually driving a car like THAT
but of course he wasn't, so after laughing about it, we walked some more
Towards a gleaming silver car (kidding it was night but if it was day it would have been gleaming), as he slid he hand along it's bonnet,
before setting off again to find his actual car.
And then suddenly we saw the blazing path of two headlights left on, and heard
"shit."
(Guess who's car it was?)
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