Adventure
When Guyitis Strikes
Melanie glared at Tod from the passenger seat as he weaved left then punched the gas attempting to pass a slower moving vehicle. Though she very much wanted to scream, instead she grit her teeth, and managed to keep her voice calm as she spoke "Tod, we have to get off at the next exit, why are you passing this idiot now? You are not going to make it around him before the turn off and we are going to miss it. Don't add twenty minutes to our drive just because you got a bad case of guyitis on the highway." She paused briefly for effect, expecting some sort of verbal retort from Tod. Instead he remained silent, and pressed the pedal all the way to the floor. The force of the acceleration pushed Melanie back in her seat, and reflexively she grabbed tight onto the door handle. Irritation was obvious in her voice as she continued. "Why do guys always have to pull this shit when driving? They just cannot stand to be behind a slower driver. Thirty seconds and we would have been to our exit. But no, you had to pass some fool at the last minute because why? Because guyitis that's why." As she spoke Tod had managed to make the rapidly approaching exit, with only a few feet of clearance to spare. He smiled and laughed in relief then said quietly "There is no such thing as guyitis, and we made it didn't we?"
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By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
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By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
