Silence didn’t ever exist in that car. Since the beginning of high school, you’d been close friends with the Sturniolo triplets. They were more like brothers than friends for you, especially Nick, who had been the one to introduce you to them. From the very start, they made you feel like family—taking you everywhere and even roping you into their chaotic video shoots. Their energy was infectious.

That day felt no different at first. You found yourself squished into the back seat of the car, wedged next to Chris, while Matt took his usual place behind the wheel. Nick, surprisingly, was on the passenger seat. It felt strange not sitting next to him as you usually did during their car videos. Something about the dynamic felt slightly off, but you brushed it off as just another one of their spur-of-the-moment decisions. The smell of fast food filled the car as you unwrapped your McDonald’s meal. Nick was loud as ever, chattering away to the camera in his usual fast-paced banter.

Meanwhile, you and Chris hung back, providing the occasional sarcastic commentary. Chris had a knack for taking the most absurd parts of the conversation and turning them into something hilariously inappropriate. It wasn’t long before all three of them were tossing around their trademark dirty jokes, pushing boundaries just enough to make you roll your eyes but laugh anyway.

“If camera caught that, it’s going viral for the wrong reasons.” Chris whispered to you, as he leaned closer. You were putting whole wrapp to your mouth and he smirked at the sight.