@Imperfect_Autumn group
Autumn sighed and turned to look out the window. Was he really okay? She felt bad, now…
Autumn sighed and turned to look out the window. Was he really okay? She felt bad, now…
Alex shifted his grip on the wheel and leaned back in the seat with a sigh. It was awkwardly silent, apart from the faint music on the radio.
"Alex…" Autumn started softly, turning to look at him in concern.
Alex looked at her. He waited for her to talk, but he wanted to show he was listening.
"I'm sorry," Autumn whispered as she chewed on her lip.
Alex put a hand on hers. “It’s okay, baby.”
Autumn nodded and looked away. "Okay…"
Alex gave her hand a squeeze and pulled his own away to continue driving. He sighed softly into the strained silence.
Autumn bounced her leg as she stared out the window. Was it really okay? She hoped so…
Alex wanted to turn up the radio and sing with the song. It was an oldie. Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N’ Roses. He didn’t like hard rock but Guns N’ Roses really hit the spot for him.
Autumn glanced at Alex quickly, then reached over to turn the radio up a bit. She went back to her silence and staring out the window.
Alex looked at her. “What? Do you like this song, too?”
Autumn shrugged as she looked over at him. "Kinda. But you looked like you liked it, so I turned it up for you…"
Alex grinned and turned it down. “It’s okay. I can listen to it later. Change the radio to whatever you want.”
"No, it's fine. I don't mind it," Autumn said, leaning back in her seat with a shrug.
Alex tapped her shoulder. “Come on. Make yourself coommmfyy.”
"I am comfy, babe," Autumn chuckled.
“Comfy with the music. I don’t want you listening to something you don’t like.”
"It really is okay, though," Autumn assured him with a smile. "I promise you that I would change it if I didn't like it."
Alex gave her a look. “What type of music are you in to?”
"Basically anything and everything," Autumn said with a shrug. "But you know what my favorite is?"
Alex looked her up and down. “No. I don’t.” He grinned sheepishly.
"Your band," Autumn declared with a wink.
Alex laughed and looked back out at the road. “True. My band’s the best.”
"Oh, modest are we?" Autumn teased with a chuckle.
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