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"Mm.."

He smiled and looked at the phone again and laughed 

"Hm?"

he caught a glimpse of the texts

"Your a weirdo."

"No i'm not, you pipsqueak, hey what did you think of the manager?"

"In his car RN, cause I needed a ride..I'm thinking about giving him my phone number or makimg the first move. And he's hot driving, I can't even look him in the eye without getting butterflies."

"Damn-You down bad. 💀👀"

this is the part where he laughed

"Pft- 240-687-9074."

"...what..?"

"My number."

"I..I didnt ask for it.."

"Really now. I can see your phone."

His eyes widened

"O-Oh..r-really..uhm-..p-pull over r-really quickly p-please.."

" 'kay."

He pulled into a shoulder lane, putting the car in park.