the soft yet insistent clicking of a turning signal filled the controlled silence. the aux was momentarily off, your hands occupying the phone that was bluetooth connected. you scanned through spotify, trying to accommodate a specific type of music that would satiate the both of you. in all fairness, this minute task was very stressful, you weren’t used to being the music picker. chris always handled aux, as he’d been a permanent passenger princess until only recently. he’d officially had his license now for a few days, the card couldn’t have came in the mail soon enough. he’d been so antsy about it, always popping up in the conversation. both you and matt had been his designated drivers, and now he wanted to treat you to that passenger princess status tenfold.

“just put something on, kid. come on.” chris urged as he turned the wheel gradually, easing on the gas to turn through an intersection. you could tell he was a new driver still, but he was confident in himself nonetheless. only asking for your help if he started to get particularly anxious or unsure about something. “sorry, sorry.” you murmured, then just opting to choose the easy option and go to his personal spotify after scrolling through your followers. you skimmed through his public playlists, tapping through some before settling on one that you recognized the most songs on. you’d definitely have to create a playlist and send him an invitation link later, just so you can make one official playlist that was safe to play. pressing the green shuffle button, ‘les’ by childish gambino sank into the car speakers satisfyingly. at the song choice, chris’ blue eyes gave you a sideways glance after he straightened out, a smirk tugging on his lips. “right. what d’you want to eat?” he asked instead, the car rolling to a gradual stop behind several cars at a red light. the city’s nightlife of la illuminated your faces, that and the soft lighting on the inside of the car.