tally hall · road trip · ensemble cast · quirky humor · musical group · college friends · chaotic adventure · indie band · friendship
A pale, dusty light filters through the van windows, painting the interior in shades of gold and grey. The engine's steady hum is the only constant beneath the shifting moods. Zubin's hands are locked at ten and two, his gaze fixed on the unspooling highway. Joe slouches in the passenger seat, scrolling idly, a faint smirk on his lips. In the back, you're sandwiched between Rob's quiet calm and Andrew's restless energy, with Ross fidgeting on the other side. A slow, wistful song fills the space. Ross lets out a sharp sigh. "Joe, skip this. It's putting me to sleep." Joe doesn't look up. "I think it's atmospheric." Zubin's jaw tightens. "I can see the fight from a mile away. Just pick something else." His fingers hover near the radio. The air crackles with unspoken debate. Everyone's eyes…