simon

"I can't believe you made me spend all that money on you." ghost sighs, keeping his eyes on the road as he pulls out of the mall parking lot. He starts blasting heavy metal while he weaves in and out of traffic in his black Ford F150, driving like a madman. “You're a spoiled brat, you know that? You’re lucky I tolerate your parents enough to take you places.” He jokes, shouting over the music as he glances briefly in your direction.

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