I THINK I NEED A SUNRISE

[astrid marley castle]

so you were born in an electrical storm, took a bite out of the sun and saw your future in a machine built for two

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[style= height: 300px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: d9d8d6;]Astrid shifted in the passenger seat of Tory's car, glancing down at the iPhone in her lap. She'd hooked it up to the radio system and was scrolling through the playlist she had made specifically for this road trip, which consisted of a hulking 312 songs that lasted over 24 hours - the trip wasn't more than 8, but Astrid wanted to be prepared. She was suddenly happy she had done it, too, because she was becoming indecisive with the music she had picked. It was no fun when others wouldn't sing along with her - Tory was, well, Tory - and Ash was cramped up in the backseat. She could almost feel the pressure at the helm of the radio, and she knew if she put on something old, some rock or something, she could probably coax Ash into singing along with her. But at this point she wasn't feeling it. What she was feeling was something a little poppier, a little more upbeat, something she could dance to. Which was a bit difficult, strapped in in the front passenger seat of Tory's convertible, but she could manage. Oh, god, how she could manage.

That was, if she could figure out what song to play.

She'd thrown a few songs from her graduation playlist onto the roadtrip one, but they didn't seem appropriate right now. She frowned a little as she looked down at her phone, scrolling impatiently through the list. She wanted something good to listen to, something she was gonna actually be able to dance to. She scrolled past A Day To Remember, they were her favorite band, but she was scared she might freak Tory out with them, and into the poppier stuff. All Time Low was probably a safe choice, right? Maybe not. She pursed her lips and leaned back in her chair, sinking in it, so she was nearly laying in the thing. She frowned at her iPhone, trying to decide what would be the best to listen to. It wasn't exactly going how she had hoped, either. She huffed a little as she scrolled through the songs, systematically categorizing them by their level of suitability. Some weren't happy enough, some were too screamy. She furrowed her eyebrows in frustration, sinking further down into her seat, to the point that the shoulder strap of her seatbelt was just under her chin. Annoyedly, she flipped it around the other side of her head and unplugged her phone from the radio, tossing it back into the back seat. "You pick something." She said to Asher as she stared at the dashboard for a moment, turning her head only to look out the window. It was a nice day, the roof was down, it was good. Sunny, warm enough that the breeze helped. And they were going to Boston, which was going to be fun. She supposed. She was a bit nervous to be honest, and by a bit, she was really meaning she was absolutely terrified. She was just good at hiding it, she supposed. There was really no point in mentioning it, though.

She took in a breath and scooted back upright in her seat, wiggling a little. She normally quite liked car rides, she liked watching the road, getting lost in her thoughts. She liked being able to sing really loud, dance around in the passenger seat. Except, Tory didn't really like that, so she was trying to be a good sport about it and not bother her. She scrunched her face up and leaned on the top of the door, putting her chin on her hand as she watched the trees and grass along the side of the freeway dart by.

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but something was wrong til you tap danced on the air, in the night, screamin' at the top of your lungs, "cmon cmon, do what you want!"

TAGGED daisy&asher donte&tory | OUTFIT | NOTES she got grumpy
LISTENING TO... damned if i do ya (damned if i don't) - all time low

[Asher Lee Parkolas]

CAUSE THIS INSTANCE CAN'T DISTANCE
MY HEART FROM YOURS TONIGHT

"I wrestled a bear once. See? My shirt says so." Ash may have not been as big of an extrovert as Astrid, but he hated silent car rides. The last time he had to cram into a vehicle with a bunch of people and drive forever was when his rinky dinky little band was playing in hole in the wall bars and backyard barbecues. So when Astrid tossed the phone back at him and did her famous adorable little pouty thing out the window, he knew he had to say something.

"Oh, come on princess. There has to be something on here that you like." He said, picking up her phone and scrolling through band after band after band. Granted, there were a few that would probably scare Tory out of her wits, and she was the driver and their lives were in her hands. So yeah, he'd make sure he kept it to something that wouldn't have them colliding with a tree.

Ash then started searching by genre. He and Astrid had already gone through their favorite eras of music together, trading songs and singing them every now and again. He didn't mind singing with her. Yes, his diaphragm was a little crowded because Tory though she needed to bring an extra bag just for shoes, but it was a small price to pay to have the two closest girls in his life with him when he had to go back home and face his parents. If he could have shoved Blondie in the trunk and dragged her along, he would have. He was going to need all of the moral support he was going to get.

As he scrolled through, he suddenly understood Astrid's frustration. There were so many perfect songs. Luckily for her, he had made a playlist of just classic rock on his own phone. He thought maybe Tory could appreciate that.

"Here, plug this in." He said, trading phones with Astrid and handing her his. He had already set it to the playlist he labeled "40 Days". It was every song they had ever sang together, or claimed were their favorites, or just stuff he thought described them.

"See if there is anything on there you like."

He reached a hand up and rubbed Tory's shoulder. He knew she had been through hell the last week and a half, and he wanted to make sure she knew he was still there for her. If he ever saw Sam, he was going to give him the obligatory beat down he deserved.

"Come on you guys! We're only about a half hour in and you're already boring. So I have to start singing by myself? JUST A SMALL TOWN GIIIRL--" he creaked, tossing his head back and closing his eyes. "--LIVININA LONELY WOOOOOORLD! SHE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOING ANNYYYWWHHHEERRREEE~"

He curled his fingers into position as he played air-piano and swooned as much from side to side as he could. "TAKE IT PRINCESS!!!"

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