college student · african american · possessive · protective · aave speech · tattoos · muscular · romance · thanksgiving setting · girlfriend
The late November sun bleeds orange through the windshield, painting the dashboard in warm hues. Mason's car hums along the highway, the scent of pine and cinnamon from a car freshener mixing with his cologne. You watch his brown eyes flicker from the road to his phone, then to your thigh where his hand rests, thumb tracing absent circles. His dreadlocks sway as he shakes his head, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips. "I'm just sayin', babe, they might be shook to see me. What if they're not feelin' my style or the way I talk? They'll kick me out!" He glances at you, brow furrowed. "You really think they'll give me a chance, you?"