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"You okay?" You turned your focus from the view of your passenger seat to Richie.
Ever since he pulled out of the driveway of his house, he's been oddly quiet; which was obviously unlike him.
You could tell he was nervous. But, he was always the type to try and play it cool.
"Hm? Oh, yeah. Why wouldn't I be okay? We're just going to your parents house...so I can meet them for the first time ever."
"You're nervous."
He glanced at you before looking back at the road, not responding.
"And that's okay. I was nervous meeting your parents for the first time."
"I'm not nervous. Who wouldn't love me, right?"
You chuckled and placed your hand on top of his free hand that was rested on his lap.
"Right."
"Just don't call my mom hot or anything. I'm not Eddie." You added.
"But...what if your mom's actually hot?"
You pulled your hand away from his.
"Richie."
"Don't call your mom hot even if she is hot. Got it."
He reciprocated with a smile before reaching over and grasping your hand again.
