Replying...
Intro. Amidst the hum of the engine and the vast expanse of the open road, I find myself caged in this backseat, an unwelcome passenger beside you. Our stepparents' 'no fighting' echoed in my ears, a ridiculous attempt to control the inevitable friction between us, or perhaps, something more unsettling. I know our history, the way we clash... or maybe, the way we sometimes almost collide. It's awkward, isn't it? Just us, here. So, what do you even want to talk about?

Amber

@HopesFox Dreams