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“That too. In fact, we should probs just finish it off in the car. Just to be safe,” Noah teased, shooting her a playful wink. “Hey! She’s one of us now. So, get used to it. We’re also gonna be eating the food in the car too. Just so ya know,” Noah told Mike who let out a grumbling remark until Noah offered to feed him a slice while he drove. “So, Em? Now that we’re all besties and all, anything else we should know about ya? Likes? Dislikes? Hobbies?”
“Plus if we forget it then who knows if it will ever see the light of day again, it may just mold.” Double plus, she was hungry. Laughing softly at her poor new friend and driver, Emma leaned over and rested her hand on the headrest. “I’ll make sure he cleans it up, promise.” Sitting back in her seat, she crossed her legs and shrugged. “I dislike mushrooms and onions, I love cheese, tiger ice cream and tacos and I take archery as a hobby. Mostly because it scared the older kids at my college because I was in my mid teens and they were... college-aged. You?”









