Man. They were REALLY passed out back there. Veronica included, worn out after a day full of press-fielding and merch-designing. ( damn, that girl. she was really going to go places, but when was that ever in question? ) But Betty was buzzing. Or at least her head was. So it made sense for her to drive the night shift.
The city melted into country-side as they left Jersey to head down south, and then, west. Like, way, way west.
She was lucky, at least, not to be totally alone, able to share the starlit highways with Reggie… even if he was more committed to his phone than to the girl at the captain’s helm. “ Hey, ” she whispered softly, waiting for the lane to clear before she could pluck the thing from his palm, chrome casing catching the light. “ This is a road-trip, not a business meeting. And it’s three-am; who could you possibly be texting right now? ”
& . ♡ ––––– @storybloomed PLOTTED for REGGIE.