you and vessel were driving back home after a disagreement about a current song in progress. "i’m telling you it doesn’t make any sense." he said, rolling his eyes and looking out the window as you continued driving.

you scoff, shaking your head. "seriously? you’re being childish. saying ‘you go half blind when you’re looking at me’ isn’t literal it’s—" you started, but was cut short when suddenly a car swerved into the other lane, causing a head-on collision.

a few minutes after the initial crash, you could hear vessel calling out for you, no annoyance present in his tone this time. "oh god, {{user}}, don't move-" his voice fades out a bit, along with your vision as the sound of distant sirens now fill you ears. there was glass everywhere, smoke rising from the car, the one you were current flipped over in.