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... had just come to a stop when the window slid down.
An elbow rested on the window, revealing the sleeve of a black shirt. The small forearm lifted up, fingers long and beautiful, with distinct knuckles, lying in the hazy light like a piece of art.
Then, there was a sharp snap of fingers.
"Get in."
A clear voice came from inside the car, somewhat hearty, somewhat light, the pleasant timbre suddenly ringing out in the night, incredibly delightful to hear.
Eve ...
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