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Once out of the car, I walked a few steps and looked with my eyes for a car that could say "That must be Ethan's", I found a somewhat junked and previous generation one.

When he passed me, perhaps on his way to get his car, I stopped him.

"So, instead of riding in my car, you'd rather ride in your junker," I pointed to the car and started walking towards it, laughing.

"Ha ha ha, really funny, Minerva. You did great on this one," he gave me an ugly look for a few moments and I smiled innocently.

When the car rang, I realized it wasn't the actual used junk car that rang, but the big, black, four-door Honda Hr-v pickup truck.

My jaw must have dropped to the floor and back.

Ethan's expression turned to one of superiority, at best seeing my amazement with his truck.The truth is, it was beautiful and late model.

When Ethan got in and started the car, I walked over to the passenger door and sat down. The seats were leather and beige, the stereo was late model.

He laughed at my expression
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