CRYBABY ☆ lil peep

3.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

Bonnie propped herself up by her elbows, glancing down at the pink haired man. They'd both been lying either end of the sofabed, doomscrolling through their phones. The pair had grown used to each others predominantly silent presence over the last week.

"You must make enough cash to get a hotel room, right?"

"After the tour...sure. I been broke before that, though."

"Right...so, like, not to be a dick but why you still crashing here?"

He shrugged, sitting up, "I'd get bored on my own."

"That's it? That's your reason?"

He nodded.

"Fuck, I'd do anything to have my own room all to myself."

"What? You like being alone with your thoughts?"

"Sometimes."

"Are you trying to tell me to fuck off?"

"No! Shi, no...I ain't mean it like that." She lay back down, "I'm just nosy."

He rolled onto his front, lying with her at the foot of the bed.

"C'mon, boo, I'm bored. Give me more nosy questions."

"Uh...sure. You tour a lot?"

"No, that was my first. And I was only in the background."

"Tracy said the crowds went insane for your songs though."

"They did."

"That must be a nice feeling."

"It was." He eyed up her car out the window, "Are you bored?"

"A bit."

"So...can we go for a drive?"

"Didn't I tell you I ain't no taxi?"

"I don't wanna go anywhere, I just wanna drive."

"Then get your license."

"Please?"

She huffed, setting her phone down, "You're annoying."

"I know."

She rolled her eyes, dragging herself up, "C'mon then."

His eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Yes. Now get your ass up before I change my mind."

He was on his feet in seconds, padding after the black haired girl like a lost puppy.

"So," she put her car into gear, "Where are we headed?"

"You drive a manual?"

"Well, sure. This car is older than automatics."

"You must be smart as fuck."

"Most other counties drive manuals."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Her car rumbled into action as she pulled off, "Where to, peep?"

"Hmm..." He stared out at the shining street lights, "The highway?"

"The highway?"

"Yeah, boo. Lets get out of this town. Just for a little while."

"Aight. To the highway, I guess."

Peep was poking around her car, fiddling with the glove box, smelling the air fresheners, playing with the fluffy black dice, reclining his chair, scooting the seat forwards...back...forwards.