They have an old beat up Thunderbird convertible, twelve thousand dollars between them, and no destination in mind. This could very much be the worst decision both of them have ever made. (Bechloe road trip au)

"Do the voices ever say nice things to you? You know, like…" she moved so her head was beside Chloe's ear, smiling as she whispered, "Your hair smells like cupcakes." And Chloe laughed at Beca as she stepped back. "Or- or, um… I think you look beautiful today... Or," she paused, stepping closer to Chloe, putting her head beside hers. "I don't want to leave you."