She'd fight him like hell on either of those. Probably hurt him, which wouldn't be any fun. Not that way. His singing made her smile, though, and lowered her blood pressure considerably. She came in on the harmony, singing softly behind him. It was such a simple thing, like washing his hair. Or sharing breakfast.
They drove like that for a long while. Even after they switched, she spent more time singing along than trying to speculate on their future.
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Date: 2014-06-26 07:42 pm (UTC)They drove like that for a long while. Even after they switched, she spent more time singing along than trying to speculate on their future.