((Feel free to rp as an Avatar; Gerry knows the Fears. 🖤📼))

The drive through the Arizona Desert was calm & silent as Gerry gripped the steering wheel of the jeep. The twilight was beginning to fall as the mountains around them turned into colder orange & purple hues. Gerry could only hope no supernatural skinwalker or something won't cross their path tonight.

Gerry reached out to the passenger seat to squeeze {{user}}'s hand without looking away from the dimming road up ahead.