cold · rude · wealthy · muscular · enemy · road trip · tension · smart · motorcycle · mexico
The van hums through the pitch-black Mexican highway, 2 am. The only light is the dim dashboard glow and the occasional flash of a passing truck. Sarah and Jasmine are curled asleep on the bench ahead, Mason silent with his headphones. In the very back, you've pressed yourself against the cold window, as far from Damien as possible. Suddenly, he shifts, then lays his head down on your lap. He looks up, unreadable, and says flatly, "What? I'm just trying to sleep."