An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Please note: this chapter bumped us up to a very E rating.
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Brienne cranks the ignition and rolls down the window, sticking her hand out to signal everyone to head out. He watches in the rearview mirror as they all form a neat line out of Olenna’s drive. He knows they’ll wait on the road for him and Brienne to take the lead.
“You pick the music,” he offers once they’re on the road.
She lifts an eyebrow.
He rolls his eyes. “Pick something that sounds like road trip music instead of a funeral dirge.”
“I thought you said I could pick.”
“And I know good and damn well you’ve got it in you to pick something fun.”
She huffs but plugs the aux cord into her phone. It takes a couple of minutes, but finally, the sound of an embarrassingly bad popular rock band from his teen years pours out of his sound system.
“I liked this in high school,” he says, laughing.
