Stella
This is the most awkward car ride of my entire life. I'm sitting in the front passenger seat, Raphael is driving, and Evan is grumpily leaning his head against the window behind me.
"Stella, can you tell your vampire boyfriend to stop glaring daggers at me so I won't drive off the road."
Evan hisses before speaking. "Stella, could you tell your werewolf boyfriend to stop listening to shitty music? I think I'm about to go deaf from all the rap and RnB."
"And what would you rather listen to?!" Raphael snaps. "Backstreet Bats? Heavy Metal? Top ten murder songs?"
"Normal pop music is fine..." Evan stretches in his seat, ignoring the sarcastic remark from Raphael.
"The bat listens to pop music, huh..."
"Yeah," Evan snorts. "Or rap music where the rappers aren't throwing out the w
