It’s fucking cold, to be frank. And those shirts Mary likes to wear do nothing against the chilly weather.
Meanwhile, Ben’s sweet-ass ride driven by his sort-of-brother is heated all the way to FUCKING WARM and he’s rolling down the road to West when he sees the chick walking down the side of the road in that stupid jacket and skinny jeans.
“Mary, you stupid bitch. Get in the car.” He makes Ethan roll the Jeep right up next to the street and Mary barely notices. It must be because she’s exposed to Mexican low riders rolling up and following her around.
Fucking whore.
He fucking loves her.
“MARY.”
Mary jumps. Holy shit, is that a car? Let’s jump in.
She’s grateful for it, definitely.
Because it’s fucking cold.
HOLY SHIT. THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. TOO BAD I DON’T SHIP IT AT ALL
