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Three people are in a car at night, one driving and winking, another looking out the window, with city lights blurring outside. Subtitles read: "If she's going to follow us like a shadow anyway, might as well put her in a seat."

Three people are in a car at night, one driving and winking, another looking out the window, with city lights blurring outside. Subtitles read: "If she's going to follow us like a shadow anyway, might as well put her in a seat."

Arash blinked, his hands still on the steering wheel. He glanced from Eli to the rearview mirror, then back at Nathe, who hadn't moved an inch. "Wait, what? Eli, you're coming?" Arash asked, half-laughing but mostly confused. "I thought you were sleeping." Nathe didn't look at either of them. His gaze remained fixed on the window, watching the streetlights blur into long yellow lines as Arash pulled out of the driveway. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, his posture rigid. "Let her come," Nathe said quietly. The words were clipped, almost perfunctory. He didn't turn his head. "If she's going to follow us like a shadow anyway, might as well put her in a seat." Arash shrugged, clearly not wanting to make a scene. "Alright, alright. Just don't complain if the music is too loud." Mehr sehen