[. . . his laughter is also contagious. Akira throws his head back as he inhales and exhales a deep breath, the adrenaline pumping wildly through his veins like some kind of drug. and then he, too, breaks out into a fit of wild laughter, raking his fingers through his messy hair as he gasps for air amidst chortles. god. what a fucking rush. this dream sure is something. . .!]
[eventually, those chuckles die down, and Akira sits up again to jiggle the door handle, a wild grin still stretching crookedly across his features]
Yep. I'd suggest stealing another, but I'm not sure hijacking cars is going to get us anywhere.
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[. . . his laughter is also contagious. Akira throws his head back as he inhales and exhales a deep breath, the adrenaline pumping wildly through his veins like some kind of drug. and then he, too, breaks out into a fit of wild laughter, raking his fingers through his messy hair as he gasps for air amidst chortles. god. what a fucking rush. this dream sure is something. . .!]
[eventually, those chuckles die down, and Akira sits up again to jiggle the door handle, a wild grin still stretching crookedly across his features]
Yep. I'd suggest stealing another, but I'm not sure hijacking cars is going to get us anywhere.