:(
"What does that mean?" Lillian asked him again.
Darren opened the hatch behind him and twisted bobs on the tanks letting out a sound of air leak. He then pushed a button on his dash and floored the gas, the nitro speed causing them to speed ahead of everyone and across the finish line.
“Because for the first time in awhile, the truss is allowing me to be,”
"I'm happy that you're happy."
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"But just for today though."
“Yup. In fact I might make some bad decisions tonight. So maybe just be smart for an hour or so,” he shot Belle a quick charming smile.
She rolled her eyes with a smile. "Charming."
Lillian held onto her seat as Darren sped ahead of the rest of the crowd. She was laughing as they crossed the finish line before the rest.
"But just for today though."
“Yup. In fact I might make some bad decisions tonight. So maybe just be smart for an hour or so,” he shot Belle a quick charming smile.
She rolled her eyes with a smile. "Charming."
“Uh yeah as always,” he chuckled at himself.
Lillian held onto her seat as Darren sped ahead of the rest of the crowd. She was laughing as they crossed the finish line before the rest.
“Hey. Do you want a new car?” Darren chuckled.
Lillian was a bit breathless from the adrenaline rush. She kept laughing, "I mean why not?"
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"Just drive, silly," she giggled.
"Whatever you say sugar." She chuckled.
Ryan pulled out his notebooks and smiled. “You coming to help me?”
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"Just drive, silly," she giggled.
He started the car with a chuckle, “Fine. Fine,”
(Ello.)
Lillian was a bit breathless from the adrenaline rush. She kept laughing, "I mean why not?"
Darren nodded. “Cool,” he parked the car and got out, Baldie looked quite upset as he pitched the keys with force at Darren’s chest.
Lillian got out with him and leaned against the car, man the bald guy did not like to lose. His fault for offering to bet cars anyway.
(Ello.)
(Herro)
(I have been bored, like all day.)
Lillian got out with him and leaned against the car, man the bald guy did not like to lose. His fault for offering to bet cars anyway.
“I’ll get my car back. You watch,”
Darren just smiled and and handed Lillian the keys. “Whatever you say Doc,”
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"Just drive, silly," she giggled.
He started the car with a chuckle, “Fine. Fine,”
She sat taller in her seat, so she could lean over and kiss his cheek.
Lillian was grinning as she took the keys and put them into her pocket, "It was your fault you lost it anyways."
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"Just drive, silly," she giggled.
He started the car with a chuckle, “Fine. Fine,”
She sat taller in her seat, so she could lean over and kiss his cheek.
Coop grinned again and reached over to hold her hand.
Lillian was grinning as she took the keys and put them into her pocket, "It was your fault you lost it anyways."
“Shuddup,” the man mumbled. “What do you know?!”
“I’m happy that you’re happy that I’m happy?”
"Just drive, silly," she giggled.
He started the car with a chuckle, “Fine. Fine,”
She sat taller in her seat, so she could lean over and kiss his cheek.
Coop grinned again and reached over to hold her hand.
She laced their fingers together and looked at him with a serene gaze.
"I know that it was your idea to bet cars," Lillian said counting off with her fingers, "I know you are a horrible loser, and I know you have no strategy and can't race for shit."
Coop grinned again and reached over to hold her hand.
She laced their fingers together and looked at him with a serene gaze.
Cooper pulled in the driveway because he just magically knew where she lived.
Ryan pulled out his notebooks and smiled. “You coming to help me?”
"I don't know. Isn't it dangerous since I can't see it?"
"Is it dangerous for you to help me research? I'm gonna go with a solid 'No.'"
"Then I'd be happy to help." Her smile brightened a little.
Ryan chuckled and disappeared into the music room behind the white door.
"I know that it was your idea to bet cars," Lillian said counting off with her fingers, "I know you are a horrible loser, and I know you have no strategy and can't race for shit."
She followed closely behind, remembering when this room was still a mystery.
