For a prompt: driving somewhere/stuck in traffic together
I said that it was gonna be slow and then had an hour long gossip session with my coworker, so no prompts were completed anyway.
Thank you for sending me them, anyway!
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Traffic crawled along I-10. Sun blinded him in the passenger seat, but Buck found that he didn't mind.
He didn't mind because of the fingers laced with his over the center console. He didn't mind because of the cheesy dad rock blaring from the stereo and the man behind the wheel belting along out of tune and without a care in the world, turning storm blue eyes on him with a smile that made them crinkle around the corners.
No. Buck didn't mind that it took them ten minutes to move a quarter mile because with Tommy at his side, nothing else mattered.



















