(For a better experience - "Shut up and drive" is recommended, happy reading :P)
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Wilbur liked fast cars. He had most of his life. Any chances to roll the dice to throw that life on the line was pure pleasure and excitement.
The rush, the thumping of his heart when he turned a curve too fast. It made his head spin, all the traffic lights he ran and the blurring of fluorescent street lights and store signs.
This Saturday night was the same. The usual illegal street drag race with some lads from Brighton and a few friends he met on his trip last year to America. They enjoyed the thrill just as he did, just not as severely.
"Heard they found a new flagger and she's fucking hot."
Wilbur chuckled at his friend Schlatt's comment, finishing up the polish job on his beautiful dark blue Lamborghini Huracan that sparkled in the sun or under dim city lights and had 'FAST' in all caps written on his plate.
He never understood having his eyes on anyone other than his pride and joy, his baby. People weren't Wilbur's concern, only the pavement and the wheels that glided along it.
"You should keep your eyes on the road" He threw the towel to the side, pushing up his heart shaped, red stained sunglasses and grabbing out his lighter to light up another smoke.
"I'd rather stare at whatever beauty is going to be standing in front of me tonight."
Wilbur only shook his head, disappointment and amusement forming in his features.
"Wake up and smell the concrete, maybe then you'll find the beauty."
Schlatt scoffed at his comment, walking towards his own car. An emerald green Chevy Camero, with 'JS 99' in bold black letters on the tag.
"You ain't got a CHANCE against me tonight, Soot. All new brakes and everything."
He chuckled, opening the door to his vehicle. He half slid inside, glaring in the mirror at himself, the usual smirk crossing his face and his eyes trailing down to the small rubber duck tied to his mirror.
"I don't need brakes, Schlatt." Wilbur proudly sat down on his cushioned black seat, starting the car and quickly pulling out of the parking lot they sat in. He caught a glance of the ram's disgusted expression as he sped past, his foot slowly inching that pedal to the carpeted floor interior.
Tonight was gonna be fun.
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(A/N - short chapter cause I needed a bit of a break, hopefully more detail and longer chapter next time :))
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~-"Doll" - TNTDuo ~
Fanfiction^Inspired by Accelerate by marsandhonk you should definitely check that out. This is one of my favorite duo/ships and mixed with this story makes me drool^ ^THIS IS A C! SHIP NOT THE ACTUAL PEOPLE^ - - "You got a name, Doll?.." Wilbur kept that sm...
