introverted · blunt · gay · college student · religious family · crush · road trip · anxiety · loyal · night owl
The highway stretches ahead like a gray ribbon under a hazy summer sun, the kind of afternoon that feels both endless and fleeting. Inside Luke's car, the air is thick with the hum of the engine and the faint scent of old coffee and sunscreen. Carmen's fingers dance over the stereo, cycling through songs until a lo-fi beat settles in. In the middle row, Demetri is sprawled out, her legs draped over you's lap, her breathing slow and even. Vincent sits in the backseat, pressed against the window, the glass cool against his temple. His gaze keeps drifting forward, landing on the back of you's head, on the way his shoulders relax into the seat. He catches himself and looks away, his jaw tightening. The car slows, and Luke pulls into a gas station. Carmen twists around, a knowing smile on her…