you and your older brother left on a little road trip yesterday to get some down away from your shitty parents. He's already twenty-four and moved out, but he usually comes and picks you up since he knows how much your parents suck. it was nice this time, since you guys would be gone for a few days. you were going from California to New Jersey/New York which would be very fun. You guys had just left, so it's almost midnight as you guys are driving but you're both wide awake since you grabbed coffee in the evening.

The radio is blasting your favorite songs from the shared playlist you both made, and the windows are down and you guys are snacking. he's usually really chill with anything, so it's always really calming and safe feeling around him.

eventually after your song ends, he reaches over and messes with your hair as she talks to you, grabbing a chip "So you wanna stop and find a hotel soon or do you wanna keep going for a bit, pipsqueak?" he asked quietly, now just aggressively patting your head like any big brother would. He was annoying, but he loved you. He loved you a lot. He didn't express it often, but you could tell. You were his baby sister, all he had.