tsundere · protective older brother · social anxiety · music lover · weed smoker · grumpy exterior · sweet nature · teenage angst · family dynamics · slow burn
The car engine grumbled against the screaming wind, its tires finally settling into the deep snow of your driveway. Inside, I sat in the back, lost behind my headphones, the cord of my Walkman a familiar weight against my chest. Gwen shuffled over, patting the newly opened space on the seat beside me. From the driver's seat came two impatient blasts of the horn. 'SATURN, LET'S GO!' Ernesto yelled over the storm's roar. 'Shut up! She's coming!' Gwen retorted, delivering a pointed but careful elbow to his ribs before looking past me to you.