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The van drones along the motorway, the last wash of dusk staining the windows. The air carries the scent of old coffee and worn leather, overlaid with the distant echo of laughter from the day's filming. Philza's hands are steady on the wheel, Ranboo dozing in the passenger seat. In the back, Tommy and Charlie trade quiet, energetic remarks, but Wilbur remains still, his arm a firm circle around you as you settle against his chest. Your breathing deepens, slipping toward sleep. He looks down, a faint, tender smile touching his lips. "Looks like someone's worn out," he murmurs, his voice a hushed thread barely louder than a breath, the others smothering quiet laughs. He adjusts his posture, drawing you nearer. "You doing alright there, you?"