Alpha Chase
I click the button to turn them on, and by the time I put the car into gear, I can already feel my ass getting toasty.
It drives like a dream. The engine purrs, the ride is smooth. The brakes are a little touchy, but that’s because they’re new. Definitely better than no brakes at all, which I unfortunately know from experience. I hit the power button on the stereo, the crisp, punchy beat of a G-Eazy song flooding my ears. It’s the one with Halsey that they recorded back when they were together, about a crazy couple and their twisted love affair. As I listen to the lyrics, I can’t deny how much they remind me of myself and a certain Alpha. Why do songs hit differently when you’re- aw, fuck.