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Tobey liked to catch her off guard it seemed, or rather liked to just show up whenever he could. She never knew when he was coming, not until she would get a knock on her door, just like right now. He waited for her to open the door and grinned when he saw her.

"Hey, beautiful."

Date: 2017-08-25 05:33 pm (UTC)
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"Hey, let's not count our chickens before they hatch, here."

Shelby laughed softly. She had a 202-point lead going into the final three races of the season, but there were still more than 150 points on offer, so she was aware that what seemed like a huge margin could easily be erased. She needed at least two good weekends to feel comfortable.

"How are things back home?"

Date: 2017-08-26 02:47 am (UTC)
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"You gotta mix things up a bit, Tobey. Things for you could be so much bigger than they are."

Shelby was sure of that, she knew he deserved much more than he had. And she wanted that for him after all the kindness he'd shown her when he'd learned how bad things were for her. She'd gotten by because of him, and now she hoped the universe would recognize that.

"I wish there was something I could do for you."

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