Picture this: Driving home late at night, barely a car on the road chatting and laughing with Sam Cooke crooning "Bring it on Home to Me" in the background, all you can see is water and twinkling lights from all around the bay like tiny little chandeliers, then the boy you're sitting next to checks his rear vision mirror and stops suddenly in the middle of the bridge you were crossing, puts on his hazard lights and just looks at you for what seems like an eternity then leans over and kisses you. Like out of a crazy romantic love story or like a dream. Wouldn't that be magical?
It would be dangerous.
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