( fingers tighten on the wheel, gripping it almost too hard for a moment, before they loosen again. he pulls in a breath, lets it out. they're almost there, he'll be fine.
another turn, before jason's reaching into his jacket for his phone, and navigates into an application that lets him access the warehouse's truck door. presses the button to open it as he starts backing in.
doesn't bother trying to use the side mirrors, they're fucked he knows where the door is, there's nothing big he can fuck up inside the warehouse. if they hit something, who cares.
tim suddenly changing the subject is more worrisome than accidentally running over something. )
no subject
( fingers tighten on the wheel, gripping it almost too hard for a moment, before they loosen again. he pulls in a breath, lets it out. they're almost there, he'll be fine.
another turn, before jason's reaching into his jacket for his phone, and navigates into an application that lets him access the warehouse's truck door. presses the button to open it as he starts backing in.
doesn't bother trying to use the side mirrors, they're fucked he knows where the door is, there's nothing big he can fuck up inside the warehouse. if they hit something, who cares.
tim suddenly changing the subject is more worrisome than accidentally running over something. )