I mean it's not exactly fancy like your car, but there's lots of room in the back and nobody's gonna get mad at you for smoking inside. Throw a couple blankets in there, it's almost cozy.

[ Truthfully? It's a piece of shit. Mostly it gets used for hauling the band's equipment and the occasional smoke sesh, but if it means he can steal more privacy with Steve? It may as well be a Ferrari. ]

Famous last words. I'll hold you to it.

[ The drive back, short as it is, feels longer than ever. Eddie knows if they were in the van, he'd be pressing the pedal to the floor right about now, so maybe it's best that Steve's behind the wheel.

Once they make it back to the trailer park, Eddie nearly trips over his feet going up his front steps, but manages to unlock the door and hold it open for Steve. ]

After you.

[ As he closes the door behind them, his heart feels like it's crawling its way up his throat. He locks it - just in case - but after that, his attention's all on Steve. ]

C'mere.