[Leo gulps, hoping that she doesn't notice how red in the face he's turning. Or that his heart is practically breaking his rib-cage.]
I promise not to crash into buildings or trees or random flying kedan. Better? [Nope, not waiting for an answer.] Now hang on tight!
[The board zips forward, two stories high off the ground, and the colors of the kedan and foreigners and market stalls all blur together in some weird, abstract, hipster-esque painting. For a brief while Leo forgets to feel nervous and grins, enjoying the rush of the wind against his face and the whirring of the board on his feet and the satisfaction that his invention works super well.
And there's Vanessa, too. She almost makes him forget about Hazel, actually. Except when he remembers that she makes her forget about Hazel. Who has a boyfriend named Frank. Which he totally, totally must not forget.
But whatever. Before he even knows it one of his arms draws to Vanessa's own that's wrapped around his waist, and he sets it there to keep her steady.]
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I promise not to crash into buildings or trees or random flying kedan. Better? [Nope, not waiting for an answer.] Now hang on tight!
[The board zips forward, two stories high off the ground, and the colors of the kedan and foreigners and market stalls all blur together in some weird, abstract, hipster-esque painting. For a brief while Leo forgets to feel nervous and grins, enjoying the rush of the wind against his face and the whirring of the board on his feet and the satisfaction that his invention works super well.
And there's Vanessa, too. She almost makes him forget about Hazel, actually. Except when he remembers that she makes her forget about Hazel. Who has a boyfriend named Frank. Which he totally, totally must not forget.
But whatever. Before he even knows it one of his arms draws to Vanessa's own that's wrapped around his waist, and he sets it there to keep her steady.]