What did you Expect?

Hansuations and fullmoone-orgies

Jenny's POV
As I sat my ass down in my car Twinkie and Sean were updating Han. He looked pissed. Good. At least I had achieved some reaction. Thanos 2.0 where sitting in a booooring black and grey Honda S2000. She may have bad taste in clothes, but in cars, not so bad. I could make that one in to a beautiful piece, I bet you. As I looked in the mirror to check my makeup, I noticed that Han was gone. He was standing by her car, talking to her trough the window. I could feel my heartbeat raise and my blood boil. I looked back in the mirror and applied another layer of lipgloss. This begun reminding me of a bad romcom. That made me even madder. I clicked in the seatbelt and flipped the sun breaker back up. Then I noticed him. He was walking towards my car. I quickly popped in a gum and flipped my hair. I was not going to be some object he could humiliate. Not happening. He bent down and knocked on my window. I made a bubble with my gum and ignored him. "Jenny" se said as he knocked again. I ignored him and pulled the hand break. I drove to the start line, and lined up next to the skank. She was listening to some loud anime music. I got the shivers and connected to my installed Bluetooth device and pulled up my Norwegian list. DK was standing in the middle of us. He smiled at me and I smirked back. I grabbed the staring  wheel and admired how my long nails looked on it. I drummed my fingers on the wheel and turned the volume up. I didn't hear what DK was saying but I recognised the hand signal he made and shifted.

Han's POV
"Take responsibility for your pets Han" Reiko said as she crossed her arms and giving me the eye. I just rolled my eyes. To be honest I was looking forward to seeing Jenny drive again. I doubted she would put up any less of an performance now. Aiko had pissed Jenny off and they both acted like children. But deep inside, I can't help the satisfying sensation spreading inside of me. Jenny was hot when she was mad. But I did not appreciate the way she acted when she decided treating me like air was okey. She will be making it up to me later. But something else was happening with her, something was wrong. Something she didn't tell me. Twinkie was laughing. "Yo, bets, anyone" Twinkie had apparently realised that he could make money on Jenny's fine skills. I would be lying if I said that I hadn't thought the thought myself. Her painting skills where incredible, and he had never seen anyone change oil so fast. She was really something for her self. The crowd was gathering around the two cars and DK was standing in the middle. I grabbed a bag of gummies and walked over to neela and Sean. "Was that really necessary?" Neela asked looking at me. I just lifted my shoulders. "Relax babe, you know she'll make another masterpiece of Thanos car" Sean laughed while sneaking his hand around Neelas waist. "Thanos?" I asked out loud. "Yes, she really handled the situation" he added. That's my girl. Just then DK started yelling, and about two seconds later he dropped down signalising the two to begin.

Jenny took the lead from the beginning. She drifted perfectly past the first turn staying dangerously close to the wall. She was centimetres from the wall now, and straighter the car perfectly. Aiko was already lacking. She was really going the get her ass handed today. People started running towards the elevators and I followed. For the second time in two weeks I rant over to the elevators. Really amazing what this woman made me do. The elevator was stuffed and Twinkie held it open for me. "Han, running? Really?" He said earning a i-am-your-boss-the-one-signing-your-paycheck-look. He quieted real soon. Absolutely two minutes later the elevator made a familiar pling and the door opened, sending a wave of eager people out on the roof of the parking house. I barely made it to the front of the line before I saw a familiar Rx-8. I smirked to myself while throwing a hand of gummies down my throat. I really miss smoking. Both my hand and mouth are itching for the familiar feeling. Just as last time Jenny finished the race with a donut. But she seemed to notice that she still had a few seconds, so instead she did a double. The smooth motion was hypnotic. She stayed in almost the exact same spot and earned applause and cheers from the crowd. just then Aiko reached the top. Her Honda had a big scratch on the right side, and her mirror was, ...not looking good.

Jenny's POV
I realised that the plastic skank was lacking big time I decided to impress the crowd with a double donut. This was a trick's practised to perfection. I knew that I would nearly move, and almost just rotates. The crowd started cheering and clapping. I couldn't help the big grin speeding across my entire face. Looked like I just won myself another car. Then she entered the rooftop. The mirror and side of her car looked to have seen better days, and had probably been through some shit. Han stood at the front of the line. He was smiling and eating gummies. Once our eyes met I wiped of my grin and parked my car. As I stepped out the crowd went even wilder. Aiko was still sitting in her car. She was just sitting there looking at her hands. Stupid naive bitch. She had it coming. Reiko, Sean, Twinkie and Neela was suddenly standing in front of me, and Reiko hugging me. "Damn, you ain't holdi'n back" Sean said has he held a protective arm around his laughing girl. Twinkie trough his hand around my shoulders. "Damn girl, you sure know how to catch a man's interest" he said leaning against the side of my car. I kissed his cheek and his face went red.

The action earned laughs from most of the group. Everyone except for one actually. Han was looking at me with a stern facial expression making me squirm. "I think it's time to pick up my price" i stated to get out of the awkward Hansuation. Yes, you heard correctly. That's what I have baptised all Han incidents or situations. It has a ring to it, don't it? Just as last time, Sean took the lead and knocked on my opponents window. She didn't open. "Excuse me, but I think you have something that belongs to me?" I said smugly, my face almost mushed to her window. She just continued looking down. Then she screamed. Like really loud and gruesome. Not a normal scream, it was one of those psychotic murder screams. "Fuck no" I said stepping away from the car. "Nei, Fyf skjer ikke" (nope, fuck, not happening) I said loudly to myself. "Han, this one's on you" i said stepping away. "I'll meet you at the garage" i yelled before hopping in my car. I didn't even look back. Why the fuck was he mad. Did he really think that I was the one who had crossed the line?, if so he could really go fuck himself. Han's the slut. The man actually have panties and condoms laying around his house. As I left the parking house I realised that I wanted to make a last stop at home.

I know that it's not necessary but I changed again. This time I took my red silk dress out of my closet. At this moment I looked like a million bucks. It did not look like I was going to a, idk, garage-nightclub. My tits and ass where showings and it matches my red lingerie perfectly. On my way out I grabbed a bottle of jäger, an akevitt, a bottle of vodka and a bottle of saft. I was planning on getting shitfaced. In Norway we call it «sørpe full» the kind of drunk were you end up laying in a ditch somewhere. I was gonna dance and find a nice boy. I now had a shopping bag with liquor and felt ready to leave. The drive to the garage was as usual short and I was very quick. I walked over to the bar and saw the medium hot bartender from last time. "A dry negroni?" He asked me raising an eyebrow. "No actually, just a glass" i smiled back, sitting my ass on one of the barstools. "An empty glass, hmm, ice cubes?" He asked turning around to grab a glass. "Oh no, no thank you" I got shivers from thinking about liquor and water together. "One more question, would you mind watching my stuff?" I said gesturing to my bag. "No, but you realise that it's weird to bring liquor to a bar, right?" He said leaning over grabbing a bottle of gin. "Yeah" I couldn't see Han anywhere. He was probably in his room having some ritualistic-fullmoone-model-orgie-sex-circle. And then I begun drinking.

About one and a half hour later consisting of ingesting as much alcohol as humanly possible I was drunk. I was feeling the urge to dance. I sat my glass down and stumbled on to the dance floors. I still hadn't located Han, but now my mind was completely elsewhere. I grabbed the closets guy next to me and begun moving my body to the rhythm of the music. Then I felt someone's presence behind me and I instantly knew who it was. Han. Oh no. This was history repeating itself. He shoved the guy I was dancing with to the side and sneaked a hand around my waist. He very aggressively pushed me forward towards the garage part of the building. We reached the door and he shoved me through. He pushed me all the way back to the kitchen counter before stopping. "What the fuck do you think your doing?" He asked me with a low and raspy voice. I could feel myself getting wetter and I needed to take an extra breath. His face was resting between my neck and shoulder. He was breathing heavily and intoxicating on my bare skin. "Going around fighting, ignoring me and dancing. Do you know that I dislike every single one of them?" He said into my neck. All I could do was let out a moany sound back. Then he begun kissing my neck. His hands sneaked around my waste, and tightened the grip. "Do you think they make you feel the same way I can" he said in between the kisses. "No" i said between the deep breaths. I grabbed his hair and dragged his face up to mine and begun kissing him.