Hot Summer In California
Liam scrambles out of car without a word, his back sullen as my eyes stalk his sight.
He’s still mad, my subconscious mumbles sadly.
In what seems like the monument of time, Sam manages to get out of the car, with the help of Malik. Although she can't walk properly, her mouth is still as active as though she's sober. She's now singing Macarena.
"Okay, Sam, no more singing for God's sake," Malik scolds, scooting her inside.
"Come on, Malik, I've got a nice vocal so let me sing," she shouts ceremoniously.
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