"Hey, besties, we're diving into the epic world of Akira Akatsuki-aka Akira Yukimura-a bold and spirited Japanese queen.
The vibe? Friendship, fast cars, and a hint of smoldering romance. Yep, your girl is about to cross paths with the one and only...
We were on the plane, heading toward the location where Tej and I's plan would be put to the ultimate test.
I broke the silence over the walkie-talkie. "You know, this sounded brilliant in theory, but now that we're about to pull it off, I'm starting to think it's insane. Is it normal to be terrified?"
Dom's calm voice came through. "If you're not a little scared, you're not taking it seriously. Don't sweat it—it'll be fun."
"Fun?" I muttered, tightening my grip on the steering wheel and double-checking my seatbelt. Twice. "This doesn't feel like 'fun.' This feels like signing my own death warrant."
I glanced at the convertible I'd insisted on.
Sure, it had an automatic roof I could close, but the idea of hanging this far out in the open while speeding into danger was making me second-guess all my life choices.
"If this doesn't work, I'm personally haunting Tej," I muttered to myself.
There was no turning back now.
A/N: If she really did this in real life, it might as well be fatal. Since this is a fan-fiction, let's make it possible. I felt so silly writing this.
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"Hey, Roman, tell me I'm not the only one freaking out right now. You are too, aren't you?" I said, shooting him a look.
"No!" he snapped defensively.
"Yeah, you totally are," Tej chimed in smirking.
"I said no!" Rome yelled a little too loud to be convincing.
"Look, man, it takes a grown adult to admit their feelings. If you need to cry, just let it out," Tej teased, earning a round of laughs from the group.
"As a concerned friend, I even took the liberty of putting some adult diapers in your glove box, you know, just in case," he added with a mischievous grin.
"Yo, can we chill for like, five seconds?" Brian interjected, cutting through the banter.
"I've seen a lot of wild stuff, Dom, but this could actually be a big deal. Maybe we try to keep things low-key for once?" Mr.Nobody spoke through the comms.
"Don't I always?" Dom replied confidently.
"Yeah, sure, low-key. You. Right," I muttered, memories of his last low-key promise in London came flooding back, and I couldn't help the sarcasm.
"I'll tell you what," Nobody offered. "You tone it down a notch this time, and I'll swap out my Belgian beer for a keg of Corona."
"You'd be doing yourself a favor," Dom shot back as the plane doors started to open. "Okay, someone explain to me what exactly we're doing again?" Rome asked, his nerves showing.
