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Realistic or Modern Whiteout

Melia's jaw dropped when she heard the last sentence. She sunk down in her seat a little and kept driving. Casually sneaking looks at them to see if they actually kissed. "Never had it," She said, trying to change the subject. "Maybe we'll have some in Florida."
 
He crosses his arms in "rage" "ooh my word ypu are enjoying this do you?" He sees Melia sneak looks behind and he stuck his tongue out.


He looks at Taylor and cant believe what he just heard her ask. "Wow. Melia we should give her those meds on a daily basis from now on." He whispers to Taylor. "Not in-front of Melia. She will get jealous of us." He kisses her cheek softly.
 
Taylor pouts a little , but goes back to being crazy. "In other news, I know something about Josephhhh.... He's a pirateeeeee!" She laughed and sighed. "You guys are screwedddd"
 
"His brother was my fianceeeeee and he convinced him to go to war. He died! Soooo he stole him from me! ISN'T THAT HILARIOUS?!" She laughed hysterically and felt her nose. "Whoa... my nose is growing."
 
Taylor hummed a happy little tune to herself and continued poking and feeling things. "These car seats remind me of pony hair."
 
"Maybe. He will tell us the full version when he want to. In the meantime lets keep this to ourselves Melia."


He looks at Taylor confused. "What kind of horse are you referring to?"
 
"Of course." Melia sighed.


"I was scared of horses when I was young." Melia laughed at the thought.
 
She shrugged and laid back, getting sleepy. "Jacobbbbbb loved horses." She looked at Melia. "You are veryyyy pale. Like... toothpaste." After this, she mumbled a few random things and fell asleep.
 
"I've rode one.." She smiled. "Up until I was 11 I was terrified of the things. Then my dad took me too a petting zoo and I fell inlove." She laughed.


"Thanks, I try." Melia said to Taylor. "Looks like it's just you and me." She sighed. "I'm assuming Joseph's brother..?"
 
"My dad used to own one. He called her Speedy. It was a very stupid name and too ironic since it was slooow. But she kept the family together. Sunday afternoon it was just us and her and we all loved it. But when she died..." His voice trailed off as he gazed outside.
 
"Its okay. We bounced back-ish. Nothing was ever the same. If i may ask, what made you scared of horses at first"
 
"I watched my mom get bucked off one... She was paralyzed from the waist down." She stared straight ahead, trying to block out her old memories.
 
"Sorry i asked you that question. Now i feel bad for myself. i am sorry about your mom. Can't even imagine how it felt." I play with my fingers nervously. "I have messed it up. she hates me now" My mind began torturing me.
 
"It's fine." She said quietly. "You had no way of knowing." She looked through the rear-view mirror and gave him a weak smile, trying to be reassuring. "You okay?" She asked, she noticed something had to be bothering him.
 
"i am just trying to picture how my life would be if any of my parents or anyone whom i loved was confined in a wheelchair. I am sorry but i tend to overthink too much" I battle to hold back tears by looking away and opening my eyes wide.
 
'Glad to know i amnot alone in the world of overthinking." He manages to smile a little. "What do you want to talk about Melia?"
 
"Are you and Taylor..." She paused for a moment. "A thing..?" She asked him, adjusting herself in her seat.
 

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