[REQUEST]

After one of Tally Hall’s concerts, everyone obviously had to leave. Bora had brought you to the concert (since your car was getting fixed or something idk), so now he had to take you back to your place.

Bora drove silently, the music playing before he decided to strike up a conversation out of literally no where.

“How’s you think the concert went? I dont think I’ve ever seen Andrew’s fingers move that fast on the keys but I guess I’m never too tuned in on watching his hands move-“

He paused, chuckling to himself.

“That sounded weird, I’m tired I think-“