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𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬 two days left until Race Wars, and Christiana found herself spending more time at Dom's garage than she ever anticipated. Between finalizing sketches and picking the perfect color for the car, she barely had a moment to breathe.
"Hey, guys," she murmured distractedly, flicking through paint swatches, her eyes narrowing as she held one up to the light.
"Yeah, CJ?" Letty called over her shoulder as she tightened a bolt under the hood.
Chris didn't look up. "Did you know Froot Loops all taste the same?"
That got their attention.
"You're full of shit," Leon immediately countered, standing up from where he'd been leaning against a toolbox.
Chris tilted her head at him, intrigued. "Oh yeah? The green ones taste like apples, do they?"
"Exactly," Leon argued, crossing his arms like he'd just won a prize.
Chris couldn't help but laugh. "They're supposed to taste like that. Like... a whole big cluster of random fruits."
"Chris, the orange ones literally taste like oranges!" Brian chimed in from the other side of the garage, wiping his hands on a rag.
Chris glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Nope. They all taste the same. Your brain's just been conditioned to think they're different." She shrugged as if she had just delivered some profound life lesson.
Letty paused her work to look over at Chris, squinting skeptically. "Who the hell told you this?"
"I read it in a magazine at the boutique," Chris replied with a casual wave of her hand. "You'd be surprised what you learn when people take forever to decide between two identical tops."
Letty shook her head with a smirk. "Alright, Froot Loop scholar."
"Oh, and did you know frogs can throw up organs?" Chris added, almost as an afterthought.
Leon groaned, throwing up his hands. "Why do you know these things?"
"Why don't you?" Chris shot back, a small smirk tugging at her lips.
