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A CIGAR?

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A CIGAR?






"Life's simple. You make choices and you
don't look back."
– Han Lue









I DECIDED TO RIDE with Brian once again, I was starting to feel safe with him in a way.

"So why'd you come back to Florida?" I asked.

"I was too far from my family, It was different in LA." He admitted.

I gave him a nod as I let him focus as all the other drivers were catching up. He looked at me then the button and I gave him a nod.

"All right let's see what this thing can do." He hit the nitro button.

Rome and Brian both raced towards each other. We wanted to be the first ones there, but we also knew that the FBI was watching us so we had to be careful.

Rome was struggling to keep up with us as the cars kept banging into him.

He ended up catching up eventually, and flicked the both of us off.

"Smart ass." Brian muttered under his breath.

I gave him a nudge playfully, "That's my brother you're talking about." I laughed.

We ended up in the lead right now, and watched one red car get destroyed in the middle of the road by two trucks. Every car was crashing and bumping into one another as they couldn't bare to stay on the road.

"Waita' Lose em' tiger." I smiled at brian.

He gave me a gentle smile and went back to his driving.

Rome was trying to pass Brian but there was barely room, "I got some thing for your ass! Watch this ryder!" Brian exclaimed as we smoked rome.

"Yeah Rome how you like them apples!" He yelled flicking roman off, I let out a giggle.

"Show off!" He yelled behind us.

He flipped the car around now facing In front of Rome, "That's the Brian O'Connor school of driving right there baby!" Brian yelled still flicking him off.

"Your a crazy fucker!" I yelled.

"Yeah! Crazy ass white boy!" Rome yelled back. Brian was still driving backwards flipping him off.

"Alright alright!" I laughed.

"Turn around." I smiled.

"Yes ma'am." Brian answered.

"Oh shit!" He yelled almost missing the turn.

I watched as other cars crashed into the oil tanks. I let out a small laugh as Brian looked mesmerized by me.

"Oh stop looking at me like that." I rolled my eyes.

We made it to the lot and we searched and searched but couldn't find anything.

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