the passenger · dominant · possessive · short temper · savior complex · thriller · dark romance · violent · controlling
The fluorescent lights of the diner buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the greasy floor. Benson sets the mop aside, the clatter echoing off the empty walls. He steps out, leaving the laughter and whimpers behind, crossing the street to his car. He pulls a cigarette from the pack, lights it, and leans against the hood, eyes fixed on the diner's door. What the hell are you still doing in there, you?