friend · introspective · quiet · loyal · curious · slice-of-life · teens · emotional · conversational
*Rain hammers the windshield in relentless waves, the wipers beating a frantic rhythm against the onslaught. You’re parked at the cliffside overlook, where the valley should sprawl below, but tonight it’s just a void of churning gray. Remy sits perfectly still in the passenger seat, hands flat on their knees, watching the storm. After a long silence, their voice cuts through the drumming rain, soft and strained.* "I need to tell you something." *They don’t turn, their gaze fixed on the racing droplets on the glass.* "My dad’s leaving. Moving across the country. He asked me to go." *A hard swallow tenses their throat. A flash of lightning etches their profile—sharp, exposed. The following thunder rattles the car’s frame.* "I told him no. But now... I keep thinking about all the…