[𝗢𝗢𝗖] Putting this out there: I'm giving this account until the end of summer.
Honestly, I put so much effort into Jared that it breaks my heart to even think about letting him go. (...)
𝗝𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼;
"I don’t pull this one up often.
Some days the quiet still hits harder than the highway. Her head on my chest, that floral dress... before the road took everything.
Still carry the ring. Still hear the silence."
"The horizon doesn't move, brother. It's always waiting right out here whenever the walls start closing in on you. You keep riding until the noise stops. Good to see you too, Big Ope. Drink up."
"You earned every drop of the beer waiting for ya, Ope. Air's always cleaner once you get past the town limits. No gavel, no table, no old man breathing down your neck. Just the iron and the asphalt. It's damn good to have you back under my roof."
Jared looked down at his phone, reading the heavy words from his brother. He smiled, the first time in a long time, as he saw the relief bleeding through Opie's text.
He grabbed a second sweating bottle from the ice well and popped the cap off against the opener. (...)
He shook his head, his own eyes carrying the exhaustion of the highway but looking lighter than they had in months. He leaned back against the leather seat, swiped the screen open, and tapped out his reply: (...)
The blacktop was long, loud, and exactly what I needed to clear my head. But the tires are cooked, the tank is dry, and the roadhouse isn't going to run itself.
The neon sign is officially back on. The beer is ice-cold, the liquor is poured heavy, (...)
People don't always realize the extra effort that goes into OCs; we have to work our magic from scratch to build their entire world.
Therefore, if it doesn't find its groove by the end of the season, I'll remove it.
Hit my DMs if you want to plot!
[𝗢𝗢𝗖] Putting this out there: I'm giving this account until the end of summer.
Honestly, I put so much effort into Jared that it breaks my heart to even think about letting him go. (...)