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It’s perfect. She’s perfect. All so motherfucking perfect.
“It’s a dangerous sport. High speeds. Collisions.”
I’m so screwed with him, both literally and figuratively.
“I’m probably going to marry her one day. I think she’s the one.” I say the words with confidence.
Maya breathes new life into me, not wanting to piece me together but accepting all my jagged parts.
Most of all, I like how she makes me want to be a better person. For her, for me, for the whole goddamn world.
If glares could kill, this man would be dead on the spot.
“I really like you, Maya. I want to spend every day with you, both in here and out there once you let me. Will you be my girlfriend? Officially?”
I can wear a tux every day if it makes her happy.
Love. One word I didn’t understand until Maya.
Obviously, I’m an egotistical bastard, but she likes me anyway, so be it.
We’re quite the pair, she and I.
“Hi, this is Maya. Do you copy?” I try to imitate team radio videos that Noah and I have watched online. Noah’s chuckle sounds through the headphones. “Hi, this is Noah. I copy.”

