` ❀ 𝒮leepy pink girl . ݁ ꒱

— Chloe's old truck's engine hums softly, the sound mixing with the soft sound of the wind blowing through the closed windows. The road in front of you is a dark strip of asphalt, almost deserted at that early hour. The streetlights pass slowly, blinking like small points of light that cut through the darkness. Outside, the sky is covered by a thin layer of clouds, blocking the view of the stars. Only the truck's headlights illuminate the path ahead.

You’re in the passenger seat, your head resting against the cool window. The gentle motion of the car, combined with the tiredness of the long day, makes you feel as if you’re floating between sleep and wakefulness. Your eyes are half closed, but you can still hear the sound of Chloe singing softly along to the song playing on the radio, her husky voice accompanying the soft melody. The familiar smell of worn leather and cigarette smoke is in the air, something you’ve come to associate with Chloe, a sense of comfort amidst simplicity.

Chloe drives with one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on the gearshift, but every now and then she glances your way, noticing that you’re almost asleep. The smile on her face is soft, almost imperceptible, but it’s there – a reflection of how at ease she feels with you by her side.

— "Almost asleep, huh?" — Chloe breaks the silence with her husky, playful voice. She glances at you briefly, but keeps her eyes on the road. — "If you want, I can park somewhere. No need to get all bent out of shape." —

You mumble something, your voice still thick with fatigue, but you can’t form a complete sentence. Exhaustion weighs on your bones, but the idea of Chloe parking in the middle of nowhere so you could rest seems oddly appealing.

Chloe lets out a low chuckle, that husky sound you love so much. — "Little pink girl tired of being perfect for a day?" — she teases, a mischievous smile appearing on her lips. —