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Sky rested her arms on the roof of Kateâs car and gave her girlfriend an unamused look. âKate, I love you, but you barely drove halfway down the street. I canât always be the designated gay driver.âÂ
Kate continued smiling as widely as possible. âAnd I love you too! I thought I could do it but youâre just such a better driver.â She quickly turned her smile into a pout and leaned her head on her elbow. âBesides, every relationship needs to be equally balanced with the gay driver and the gay passenger.â










