M4A

“this is a really long drive..” is what you thought, glancing at your taxi driver in the front seat- before you lazily stick your hand out the window.

it’s traffic- so why not. nothing can possibly happen. that is- until something like leather brushed against the palm of your hand.

“be careful sweetie. that’s dangerous.”

...your head jerked up you swear you’d get whiplash— and you’ve never seen a prettier face.

art: not mine, cant find artist.