He waited for an answer from her, but only got another lie. If she wasn't lying, she was crazy. Absolutely nuts. He shifted into drive, and was about to turn the truck around and head back to the bar, when his eyes began to itch. His eyes burned, and itched, and ached. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep them open.<br/><br/>Gripping the wheel tightly, he finally let them close. It felt... so... good. The itching and burning faded, leaving behind a cool, refreshing relief. He couldn't help but sigh and relax. He slouched back in the driver's seat, letting his head drift back and rest against the headrest. He never wanted to open his eyes again, not if this feeling would just last... he would sit here forever to enjoy it, and be happy the rest of his life.<br/><br/>He was still aware of the crazy girl sitting beside him, but she didn't matter. He didn't care. He just wanted to close his eyes.