"You should definitely shut up. Like, right this second if possible." Rider stated, gripping the steering wheel tighter in agitation as his foot pressed down on the acceleration.
The car shot down the highway at 85 miles per hour, threading between others that were moving a bit too slow for Rider's taste. He had never fancied following traffic laws because either way there was always someone dumb enough to go too far in breaking them and ultimately causing an accident, but with Reece in the car, he almost wanted to be one of them.
The other man, either ignorant to how irritating he was being or he didn't care, sang along to some miscellaneous pizza song at the top of his lungs, smiling boyishly. He had stolen the aux cord, and all that has been playing for the last half hour was remixed
