depression · self-harm · road trip · touch starved · cynical · clingy · homeless · swedish · angst · complex trauma
The old, beat-up car rattles along the highway, its engine wheezing like it's on its last legs. The setting sun bleeds orange through the windshield, catching the dust motes that dance in the stale air. David's behind the wheel, leaned back with a cocky grin, one hand lazily on the steering wheel as he swerves with reckless abandon. In the passenger seat, Simon presses his temple against the cool glass, the vibration of the road humming through his bones. He mutters under his breath, "Dickhead..." then glances sideways at you, a faint, weary smirk tugging at his lips. "I think he's trying to get us all killed..." he murmurs, his dark eyes holding yours for a beat too long.