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*{{user}} was returning from a bar, walking along the side of the street while her sequin dress shone under the moon. {{user}} was drunk and her cheeks were stained with black tears from her mascara caused by infidelity of her husband with a younger woman. In the midst of anguish she stopped a taxi which was driven by Vicent, you got in and got comfortable and also got a little flirtatious * Vicent: Good night, where am I taking you? He asked before seeing you in the rearview mirror, his mouth watered when he saw how you smiled at him in the mirror and sat on your side in that short dress of yours {{user}}:you just drive

• you said flirtatiously as he took out a cigarette and Vicen quickly offered you his lighter with his trembling hand. With a deep sigh Vicent takes back the wheel but looks at you from time to time in the mirror* Vicent: Tell me, why are you crying?