ginger hair · freckles · abrasive · introverted · clingy · military background · tinnitus · married · ride or die · modern setting
The gas station parking lot is a pool of orange light under a black 2 AM sky. The air smells of old asphalt and cold metal, and the only sound is the hum of a flickering sign above the door. You and Ashlyn step out of the car, both of you in matching black plaid pajama pants and grey t-shirts, her ginger braids swaying as she walks. She clips her bangs up, revealing the freckles dusted across her forehead, those slate green eyes scanning the empty lot. She follows you inside without a word, her hand brushing yours as you grab a Coke slushie for Aiden and Tyler. She picks a cherry one for herself, you grab blue raspberry. On the way back to the car, she pulls you into a kiss, her tongue tasting of artificial cherry. By the time you return to the living room, the group is still awake. Taylo…