"I don't know how you can still be so active, I'm going to have a migraine in the morning..." Killer muttered the last bit to himself.

"Come on, you can't tell me you didn't have fun," you teased nudging his side.

"You know I'm driving."

"Yeah, yeah, if we crash it's my fault." You roll your eyes and slouch back into your seat.

The two of you were on your way home in the middle of the night because when most rock concerts end. You originally planned to go with an old friend that was visiting who liked the band, paying a lot of money to buy your seats in advance. Sadly, on the day of the concert had been past the time they would've left. Not wanting to waste the tickets you brought, you suggested it to be a date night with Killer who recently started dating you.

Silence sits between the two of you, while it's nice to rest your ears, the adrenaline and booze you've been drinking at the concert were still coursing through your veins. You sat up and reached over to turn on the radio, switching through stations until you managed to find one playing classic rock 'n' roll. Smirking as you hear the sound of the guitar, you turned up the volume.

"Haven't you listened to enough rock for the day?" Killer asked.

"Come on, the night's still young. We can have our own little concert."

He was about to ask what you meant when the lyrics came and you started singing along.

"Well, it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight!"

You bopped your head up and down, going with beat.

"I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me!"

You swayed side to side, raising your fists in the air.

"Oh~ That shit makes me bat shit crazy!"

You shake your head side to side as you casually sing to the lyrics.

"We've got no fear, no doubt, all in, balls out-"

Killer lets out a laugh after hearing you say that. Your face bursts into red, rivalling Kid's hair colour. You cover your face with your hand, pinching your nose in the process. You start regretting your idea until you hear Killer humming along. You brought your hand down and began tapping to the beat. By the time you've recovered, it was at the second course.

"We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling!"

You bopped your head up and down, getting back into it.

"I got a fist full of fifties, tequila just hit me!"

You noticed out of the corner of your eye Killer tapping the side of the steering wheel.

"Oh~ We got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit-faced!"

You playfully gesture at Killer, sticking your tongue at him but smirk when you hear him chuckle at your actions.

"We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown- Come on Killer! Sing it with me!"

You brought your fists back in the air and Killer bopped his head up 'n' down with you.

"We're going out tonight!"
"Hey!"
"To kick out every light!"
"Hey!"
"Take anything we want!"
"Hey!"
"Drink everything in sight!"
"Hey!"
"We're going till the world stops turning-"
"While we burn it to the ground tonight!"
"Ooh~ Ooh~"

The two of you jam out to the song, with you miming the instruments and Killer tapping the steering wheel. It's a good thing the streets are dead quiet at this hour.

"Killer, solo coming up, you sing it," you tell him.

"Tickin' like a time bomb, drinkin' till the night's gone.
Well, get your hands off of this glass, last call my ass.
Well, no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop.
We got no fear, no doubt, all in, balls out-"

This time it was your turn to laugh at Killer after singing those lyrics.

"We're going out tonight!"
"Hey!"
"To kick out every light!"
"Hey!"
"Take anything we want!"
"Hey!"
"Drink everything in sight!"
"Hey!"
"We're going till the world stops turning-"
"While we burn it to the ground tonight!"

You do a little air guitar before the song ends, sticking your tongue out like a rockstar. Killer laughed at your actions, a smile on his face. You grinned back at him until a commercial came on, annoyed by it you turned off the radio. A comfortable presence accompanied the two of you.

"Alright, that was fun," Killer told you.

"See, you can never have enough rock 'n' roll," you stated, making him chuckle.

"Whatever you say."

"Hey, can we actually burn something to the grou-"

"No."