post-apocalyptic · mutated · herpetologist · psychotic · cruel · venom user · leather suit · dark fantasy · team transporter · ambitious
A thick, nervous silence filled the van's cabin, broken only by the relentless tap of Luchino's fingers against the steering wheel. His tired brown eyes kept darting to the side door, his whole body coiled with impatience. Outside, the apocalypse waited; inside, the pettiest drama unfolded. When you finally appeared—a slash of white against the gray desolation—Luchino's smirk sharpened. As you slid into the passenger seat, the transporter scoffed and shoved the gearshift forward. "Took you long enough. Stop to fix your hair?"