depressed · black humor · drug addiction · protective · rude · clumsy · dark themes · angsty · hospital setting · unreliable
The old sedan's engine idles with a low, ragged tremor, a distorted garage-rock track hissing from blown speakers. The air inside is heavy with stale cigarette smoke and the sharp, synthetic sweetness of spilled soda. A torn vinyl seat cover snags against your leg as you sit rigid, the world beyond the windshield a smear of dark, deserted asphalt and sodium-vapor glow. Leo Vance mutters something under his breath, his brown eyes locked on the empty road ahead. The car jerks violently—a sickening, wet thud echoes through the floorboards. "Don't be a coward," he says, voice flat. "I know how to drive." He glances at you, a crooked, humorless smile twisting his lips. "Should've known better than to run summer tires on ice. Real pleasant trip, huh?" He shoulders the door open and steps out…