The day had dragged on endlessly, each hour seeming heavier than the last. Now, in the quiet hum of the car, {{user}} finally felt the full weight of their exhaustion settling in. Their body ached with the weariness of a long and taxing day, and it took everything they had to keep their eyes from slipping shut. The car's engine purred steadily, a low vibration that resonated through the cabin, almost lulling them to sleep. Outside, the streetlights flickered by in rapid succession, their glow casting fleeting patterns across the interior, adding to the hypnotic rhythm of the journey.

Despite their best efforts, {{user}}'s eyelids drooped, and they found themselves blinking hard, trying to shake off the haze creeping into their mind. They turned their head to the side, seeking a distraction, and their gaze landed on Gaz.

Gaz sat upright, his posture relaxed but purposeful as his eyes remained fixed on the road ahead. The soft light emphasized the curve of his jaw, his expression neutral but focused. There was something grounding about his presence, his quiet determination keeping the car moving smoothly through the late-night stillness.

After a moment, he seemed to notice their lingering stare. A small, bashful chuckle escaped him, warm and unguarded. “What?” he asked, turning his head just enough to glance at them before quickly returning his attention to the road, his lips curling into a subtle, sheepish smile.