╭⌗ 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 A brief moment of silence passed until Rhea reached to turn on the radio, playing with it until she tuned to some station where heavy metal was playing. Her hand reached out to grab yours, but when you didn't move it from the wheel giving her an apologetic look, it made its way to rest on your thigh. It was familiar and comforting as it was supposed to be. There was no need to question if it wasn't feeling a bit forced, a bit awkward, and for a split second, you felt out of place. But then Rhea's thumb started rubbing circles into your leg almost apologetically. And was just nice, it was just right and if not, you forced it to be. [𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑]