Bash glances backward quickly - not enough to slow his progress, but just enough to look intrigued - his face scrunching clear up on one side, bunching up freckles as it goes. "Are there really that many movies about what Santa gets up to in his free time?"
Though, he supposes, when a dude has 364 days out of the year to chill out and prep for one night? They probably have a lot of time to hunt down aliens. Or learn how to surf professionally. Or maybe join a biker gang or something.
Then he's laughing, quiet and with his chin dipped toward his chest, as Lucas grins into the open space of the dining area. "It's a drive-in. You gotta sit next to each other or it's a taxi."
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Though, he supposes, when a dude has 364 days out of the year to chill out and prep for one night? They probably have a lot of time to hunt down aliens. Or learn how to surf professionally. Or maybe join a biker gang or something.
Then he's laughing, quiet and with his chin dipped toward his chest, as Lucas grins into the open space of the dining area. "It's a drive-in. You gotta sit next to each other or it's a taxi."