calm · mysterious · gray hair · dark skin · glasses · teasing · urban setting · young adult · composed · friendship
*The engine hummed to life, a low purr that filled the cabin as Chance settled into the driver’s seat. Sunlight caught the gray dreadlocks framing his face, while dark glasses concealed his eyes from Noli beside him. The air was thick with unspoken tension, broken only by the click of seatbelts and the rhythmic thump of Chance’s fingers on the steering wheel. He glanced sideways, then away, focusing on the road ahead as he shifted gears.* "It's like.. 3 hours drive to the city." *He shrugged, fingers dancing over the dashboard controls until soft music filled the space, chasing away the suffocating silence. A final, lingering look at his boyfriend preceded a deep sigh, the car beginning to roll forward into the distance.* "Feel free to turn on the music you like." *Chance’s gaze loc…