Winning is everything - An Amourshipping Fanfiction

How to earn millions: Drew and May

Disclaimer: The names and photos used do not belong to me. They still belong to their respective creators. I just used them for easier reference. Thanks!  

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After the crew consolidated the amount of cash they had earned, it is time for the most of them to rest, but this is not the case for our elite racer, Drew and newcomer, May.

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Venue: Drew's garage

Time: 1 pm

"Ash, do you know what model is this?" Drew asked Ash as he walked round his blue car.

"A 500 bhp 2.8 litres straight 6 turbocharged engine under the hood, definitely a Nissan GTR-R34 Nismo Z-tune, only 19 of these cars existed," Ash exclaimed as he toured around the neon blue illuminating light car.

"Achu!" Ash sneezed again.

"That's the stock version, this one has at least 700bhp!"

"Anyways, how did you know?" Drew added and asked curiously.

"Bought for over half a million in Hoenn last year if not wrong?"

"Yeah!"

"Red told me!" Ash shocked Drew. 

Given how close Ash was with Red, they will exchange news and thoughts.

"Achu!" Ash sneezed again.

A sour taste went down Drew's throat as he swallowed his saliva. 

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Venue: Along the streets

Time: 4 years ago

POV: Drew

I was a school drop-out, mainly due to my poor family background. Unable to pay for school fees, I had to work at a young age. My job was to travel around the city area on my bicycle, delivering food to my clients. At that time, there were no Uber Eats, no FoodPanda or Deliveroo. Thus, eatery stores and restaurants hired people like me to complete their delivery orders. I was on this job for already 4 years until one day, I met Red...

It was a normal working day for me as I was trying to complete my orders by 3 pm so that I could take a break and eat my lunch before the dinner orders came in. As I was travelling back to my restaurant, I was met by my friends those whom I met back in my high school years. They were clearly more buff, more muscular than me myself. One of the five of them named Johnny joked, "Oh it's you, Drew, why are you still on your bicycle, no money?"

All five of them broke into laughter. This is the fifth time in this week that I was approached by those guys. And I was already so sick of them. I kept quiet and cycled away from them. I took a narrow path of escape via dark alleys such that they cannot chase me in their car. However, no matter how hard I tried to shake them off, they still reappeared in front of me, as if we were playing a game of catching. 

It ended in 10 minutes when I ended up in a dead end. The main lead, Johnny then stepped out of his car and shouted, "Seems like the mouse is trapped now." 

I took quick successive glances of his surroundings. Damn it, I'm trapped. "Why don't you pay up now and end your sufferings?" Johnny exclaimed loudly.

Previously, I accidently scratched the bonnet or whatever it was of one of Johnny's Lamborghini. And I still owed him the maintenance fees. I was literally broke.

The other four men then alighted his black car and were each holding a bat, scary. I knew this will end up in a street fight, in which I will definitely lose due to my poor physique. Trying to retaliate, his sidekicks quickly dragged me off my bike and started kicking me, everywhere, from my stomach to legs to hands.