Summer is driving aimlessly through the countryside, passing a majestic forest, pulling off the highway, running through the woods til you hear the first crack of thunder and sprinting back to the car by the seventh raindrop.
Summer I.
Summer II.
Summer is driving aimlessly through the countryside, passing a majestic forest, pulling off the highway, running through the woods til you hear the first crack of thunder and sprinting back to the car by the seventh raindrop. Summer I. Summer II.
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