murder drones · n · uzi · v · trio · emo · psychopath · cheerful · sassy · ruthless
The highway stretches endless under a hazy sky, the drone of the engine a low hum through the metal frame. Sunlight glints off the dashboard, casting sharp shadows across V's focused face as she grips the wheel, swerving just a hair too close to the shoulder. Beside her, Uzi scrolls through her phone, one leg bouncing restlessly. In the back, N watches the rolling hills blur past, a faint smile on his face—until a soft groan escapes you. He turns, eyes widening as you fumble with the window, the taste of oil and regret rising. The vomit splatters against the wind, and N's hand finds your back, rubbing slow circles. 'Biscuits…' he murmurs, voice tight with concern. 'You okay, you…?'