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Me Drive yourself, dickhead. Sergio We live in the same house and you're telling me to drive myself? We are going to the same place, dingus. Me I don't care. You're fucking annoying. Sergio Hello? Gas prices? Me We have money. Sergio That's no fun. :( I'll be ready at 6:30 p.m. Me Go to hell. Sergio :D I practically slam my phone down on the glass table next to me and take a sip of my Whiskey, swirling the glass around after. I look towards the dance floor and see people dancing, having fun.

she said, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. I leaned in. “Something I thought of before Crystal Clear came along… a female taxi service.” Cassia blinked at me, then laughed so hard. “A female… taxi?” “Yes!” I said, laughing along. “Think about it. It’s always men driving taxis. Imagine if women were behind the wheel too. Some women would feel so comfortable, so… heard. And not that men are bad at all, but, imagine gossiping with your taxi girl and finding out your man is cheating through the driver!”

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Axel held onto Henry and boarded another taxi, chasing after Daisy. When they arrived at a modest house, the cars stopped. Daisy got out of her taxi and quickly entered the house. Henry and Axel followed her. As they reached the door, both Axel and Henry were still confused, and then Daisy suddenly appeared with a small suitcase. "What's going on, Daisy?" Axel asked in bewilderment. "This is Henry's luggage," Daisy replied coldly. "What are you doing?" Axel asked, still puzzled. "Weren't you here to take Henry with you?" Daisy answered icily. "You got what you wanted; now leave me alone."

During rush hour and lunchtime, it was always difficult to catch a taxis. Hazel stood in front of Global building, waiting for long time without seeing any empty taxis. Finally, she saw one and waved her hand to signal it over. However, just as she reached up and opened the back door, jumping in before her. "Hey! I was here first!" she shouted pounding on the window. But the taxi was already speeding away, leaving her fuming and frustrated. She didn't know how much longer she would have to wait. She couldn't wait any longer, she had to get to the sanatorium as soon as possible. She turned and ran in the direction of the sanatorium, knowing it was a foolish and tiring method, but what other c

Since her father didn’t like attention, she didn’t use the family car but instead stood by the road, raising her hand to hail a taxi. By coincidence, every single taxi that passed by was already occupied. After several failed attempts, Serena sighed in frustration. But when she looked up, a black Maybach appeared in front of her. As her gaze fell on it with confusion, the window slowly rolled down, revealing another face she didn’t particularly want to see. Crossing her arms, Serena sneered, “Well, well, what wind blew you in, Mr. Xavier Blaze?” ***

Xan said in a tone that was a clear indication to Denug to change the subject. “Yes, Boss. Please come this way!" Denug said receiving the message loud and clear. They all walked out to the road and there was an iconic yellow New York taxi waiting. “No way! We are going in a real New York Taxi like in the movies! This is amazing!” Grace squealed with excitement as she went around and open the door. “Is security?” Xan whispered. “Yes Boss, the Driver has been checked and security is at discreetly at each site. I must admit I have never seen anyone get excited about a taxi before!” Denug said with a smirk.

But it was the only way to keep him in the game. I drop the cigarette and crush it under my boot. A taxi is coming down the street. Its headlights cut through the dark. I raise my hand. The taxi pulls over. I slide into the back seat. The taxi ride home takes twenty minutes. The seats are worn with cracked leather. The driver has the radio on low, some station playing old songs I do not recognize. The streets are dark. The city is quiet. I watch the buildings pass through the window and think about the scarred man's eyes.

Jenny Casey steps out of the taxi. She looks nervous and she wonders if this was such a good idea meeting here. She really feels out of her comfort zone. She clutches her cellphone tightly. The moment the message alert she nearly dropped it in sudden fright. “Dammit,” she whispers before she read the instructions. She looks up then at the taxi driver who watches her curiously. “Are you sure about this?” he questions. “No, she admits. “Will you wait?”

Prologue HER head feels dizzy, even though Syila needs to go back to her friends and say that she has completed the challenge; kissed the first person she saw when she came out of the toilet. That's right; they are playing the famous game "Truth or Dare," in which Syila would instead dare over her having to tell her new friends the truth and risk revealing her secret to them. Syila leaned her body against the wall. The alcohol she drank was quite a lot and made her drunk. That's why she accepted the crazy challenge without any protest.