You find something to crash into out here, and you'll deserve an award.
[ there's something magical about it, really. being behind a beautiful car, having so much space to simply drive. whatever eddie's reputation, whether or not he's a safe driver, doesn't really matter out here. there's something about space, but also something about the horizon, maybe even something about the night itself that makes this all feel a little impossible.
but steve doesn't mind the feeling - likes it, in its own way. a kind of adrenaline, a kind of buzz. steve knows how it feels to let go for the first time out across this flat land, the way he'd felt like he could breathe for once, and now all he wants is for eddie to know how it feels too.
I suggest you hold onto your ass. steve doesn't even have the time react to that before eddie is flooring it, steve barely able to grab hold of the can of beer before they're speeding off. it takes him a few moments to really get his seat back again, and then steve is laughing a little too, finishing the can off and turning up the radio.
eddie can drive for as long as he wants to. it'll only be when he starts feeling restless, starts feeling ready to chill out, that he'll see something right off on the horizon. a stack of rocks, possibly familiar. a sign for somewhere to go. steve will notice it after eddie does, sitting up a bit straighter in the passenger seat. ]
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[ there's something magical about it, really. being behind a beautiful car, having so much space to simply drive. whatever eddie's reputation, whether or not he's a safe driver, doesn't really matter out here. there's something about space, but also something about the horizon, maybe even something about the night itself that makes this all feel a little impossible.
but steve doesn't mind the feeling - likes it, in its own way. a kind of adrenaline, a kind of buzz. steve knows how it feels to let go for the first time out across this flat land, the way he'd felt like he could breathe for once, and now all he wants is for eddie to know how it feels too.
I suggest you hold onto your ass. steve doesn't even have the time react to that before eddie is flooring it, steve barely able to grab hold of the can of beer before they're speeding off. it takes him a few moments to really get his seat back again, and then steve is laughing a little too, finishing the can off and turning up the radio.
eddie can drive for as long as he wants to. it'll only be when he starts feeling restless, starts feeling ready to chill out, that he'll see something right off on the horizon. a stack of rocks, possibly familiar. a sign for somewhere to go. steve will notice it after eddie does, sitting up a bit straighter in the passenger seat. ]
There- right over there.