Spencer just squeezed Stephs hand and followed Nolas lead, his best friend would tire himself out soon enough. They got downstairs to his truck with literally a barrage of questions that just kept tugging at the sides of his lips, curling them up in a bright smile. Nola was in the back of the truck, as he walked around he shot the brunette a wink and coy grin, holding out his hand for her to place hers within. He opened the drivers side door, pulled the top of her hand to his lips, kissed it softly and got in the truck. âyou ready darlin?â he asked her before closing the door. He turned to Steph, deciding to finally answer every question he had posed, he had mentally cataloged all of them. âwe are going to smoke a joint under the stars, I had two beers two hours ago, I am well below the legal limit, I am pretty much sober, no one is going to stop us, I promise to take care of you, and your mom wont have to come out, I promise, he put his hand on Stephs knee. âtrust me, I have never led you astrayâ he said giving his thigh a gentle squeeze before letting his truck roar to life, and the dust kick up under his tires as he pulled out of the drive way.Â
he watches through the back window as nola offers her hand to the man. he kisses it and she giggles, responding with something along the lines of âwhy of course, my princeâ before running the very same hand through his hair. stephan lets out a soft sigh, turning his head away from the scene and rubbing his eyes from behind the glasses. as much as he loves his friends, thereâs something about seeing the two of them so close together that makes him feel a certain type of way. however, he makes sure to never mention a thing. head leans against the window, eyes taking a quick look at the other as he enters the vehicle. stephanâs brows furrow at his friendâs words. âokay, yeah, alright, i guess that changes it a little. where are we going, though? i.. donât mean to be the least favorite friend, but we couldâve easily seen the stars from topherâs backyard.â wow, way to go mister buzzkill. to make up for being the most annoying person in the car, he places his hand over spencerâs, giving it a light squeeze before letting go. âweâre still getting home tonight, right? i mean, itâs not another one of those sleeping outside with all of the bugs imaginable situations?âÂ
she pries the back window open so she can officially be a part of the conversations. when stephan starts challenging them with another set of questions, she canât help but let out a laugh, shaking her head. âmaybe.â she begins. âor maybe not?â with that, she pulls something out of her bag. âi wanted to keep it a surprise, but since you always need to know everything..â she raises a half-full bottle of rum. âi also got this, in case weâd wanna get extra shitfaced. so, depending on the mood later, weâll either return home or.. be passed out somewhere in a field.âÂ