[h2][center][color=82ca9d]Carver Jazz[/color]
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Grinning as Sheridan introduced herself, and more importantly took the free sample. Following her out, Carver whistled as he saw her car. It was slick and looked like it could move like a bat out of hell when pushed.

[color=82ca9d]“Well, your doing well for yourself. Or are you one of those people who buys a car over buying a house? That doesn’t seem like you. You look like the type of person who enjoys their bed and coffee machine each morning”[/color] scratching his head Carver’s ever present smile looked at Sheridan before sliding to the back from the passenger’s side, making room for the church girl Isotta.

[color=82ca9d]“Don’t worry, I’ve had worse and besides, it’s just a trip to school. So ten to fifteen minutes tops. I’m sure we’ll have enough to worry about once we get there so let’s all smile and enjoy the trip~”[/color] trying to act as something close to a peace keeper and getting as comfortable as he could, Carver buckled up in the back and tapped his knees in anticipation of the night ahead

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