leaning against the driver’s side door, scrolling through his phone Jace, I swear to god, if you put your greasy mechanic boots on my seats again, I’m leaving you at the first gas station.

popping his head out of the passenger window Chill, bro. I wiped ‘em. Mostly. They’re fine.

from the backseat, holding her phone up for a selfie Okay, but before we leave, we need the official ‘we’re about to make terrible decisions’ picture. Y/n, get in here, you’re blocking my light!

handing one mug to Y/n Here. Black, two sugars. Evan said you didn’t sleep.

Everyone’s seatbelts work, right? Jace, did you actually check the tire pressure like I texted you?

grinning I checked it with my eyes. It looked fine.

sighs, running a hand through his curls This is gonna be a long week.

gasps dramatically EXCUSE ME? We are not gremlins! We are vibrant, chaotic angels!

Speak for yourself. I’m 100% gremlin.