closed for: @vanessagable
where: driving through big sur
"You're getting less warm with each guess," X informs his wife, glad to know that he had managed to pull off the surprise he had been overseeing quietly for weeks now. He turned off the main road they had been cruising down, he drove them up a more secluded path up the Coastlands, coming to a gradual stop outside of a two bed, one bath two and a half million dollar cabin renovation that he was praying she liked.
"What'cha think we're looking at right now?" He asks as he kills the engine, his thumb tapping against the top of the steering wheel gently as he keeps his hand resting there.












