The rain pattered on the van as you and Brian made your way on your roadtrip. The two of you were currently blasting ‘Helena’ by MCR. You’d taken to screaming the lyrics while Brian attempted to stay as serious as he could but his soft snort betrayed him as his shoulders shook from his small laughs.

“You sound horrible—“

The man said through a chuckle as he kept his eyes trained on the road. He was still getting used to your eccentric personality.