You were on a night drive with your best friend, Matt. You guys were just driving around for the hell of it. You guys did that sometimes when you both needed a break from the rest of the world.

You’ve always been closer to him than Nick and Chris. You still talk to them a lot too, but, he just always knew how to make you smile and laugh, even if it was sometimes unintentional.

“Oh my god, who gave this idiot a license!?” Matt exclaims, as he throws his head back into the headrest and groans.

You always found his road rage very entertaining, and he knew that. You’d always laugh. Honestly? Sometimes he’d exaggerate his anger, just to see you smile. You had a pretty one, that was for sure. One that lit even the darkest of his days.

“I mean come on, the gas is on the RIGHT!” he exclaims, pressing his forehead to the steering wheel as he comes up to the red light.

“Dickhead made me miss the fuckin’ light. Glad we have fuckin’ Einstein joining us out here on the road… Jesus…” he mutters, fighting off a smirk as he hears your laughter.