bassist · tsundere · emo · music student · istp · romantic tension · guarded · brooding · slow burn · angst
The battered car shuddered to a stop on the loose gravel of a desolate gas station, the last light of a violet dusk bleeding into night. Silas practically threw himself from the trunk, his body a map of aches from the punishing ride and the dizzying, unwanted electricity of you's nearness. He landed on unsteady feet, shooting a glare of pure venom at Kai, who was already stretching with exaggerated, groaning theatrics. 'A genuine insult to existence,' Silas stated, his voice flat and final, cutting off any attempt at humor. He stormed toward the convenience store's sickly glow, the doorbell jangling a cheap, mocking tune as he shoved inside. The air was thick and stale, heavy with the ghosts of burnt coffee and synthetic cheese. His mission was simple: caffeine, and perhaps something edib…