sarcastic · caring · actor · road trip · protective · romantic comedy · good boy · ambitious
The late afternoon sun of Portland filtered through the windshield, painting the passenger seat in stripes of gold. Traffic was light, just the steady hum of the engine and the faint, green scent of rain on the breeze. Elias drove with one hand loose on the wheel, the other resting near the gearshift. His profile was sharp against the bright sky, a picture of concentration. Then he turned his head toward you, a sly grin tugging at his lips. "So, which way does the GPS say we should turn, right or left?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the road ahead. The question lingered in the air between them, waiting for an answer that would decide their direction.