#◟ ♡ ꜝ 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 ; hunter campbell.

[lovedbeauty]

an interview with hunter campbell aka ; cupid ;

when  did  your  first  realize  you  had  a  passion  for  cars  /  racing?

he listened intently , though it was rather challenging task for him . his lack of interest in completing the interview was easily discernable . he didn't like how invasive it felt , but he kept his opinions to himself . " i've known my whole life , " he began , shrugging . " my dad , he used to work on cars . always had me there in the garage with him , just watchin' as he did . when i was old enough to pass him tools he'd always be like ' hey , bud . . . pass me the torque wrench ' or whatever else he needed . i remember lovin' the payoff more than anything . seeing all his hard work put to good use . . . it really inspired something in me , " the male stated . " he never brought me racin' though . my mother would've put him in an early grave if he did , " he replied , chuckling . " i discovered the racing on my own . that's a story for a different time . "

describe  your  personal  definition  of  loyalty  to  your  crew.

loyalty . that was such a pretty little concept , wasn't it ? he didn't care much for getting affectionate or too sentimental when it came to the crew , or anyone else , but he could somewhat entertain the question . " loyalty , i guess . . . means not turnin' your back on people who've been there for you . it means standing by each other's sides through all the bullshit you face . "

tell  the  story  behind  your  alias.

hunter groaned , head shaking in frustration . " okay , i'll tell you , but i still don't find it very amusing . it's more of a joke than anything . you know how cupid's supposed to be the love master ? i'm the opposite . i've never been great at the whole . . . love thing . right ? " he half - asked . " like , i don't settle down , not since my last relationship ended years ago . i care about these assholes , but they love to laugh at my mistakes . they think they're so funny , i swear . "

what  does  losing  a  race  feel  like  to  you?

foot tapped impatiently against the floor , the question filling him with a sense of dread . " a loss feels like shit and tells me that i'm not doin' something right with my work on these cars . it makes me all the more determined to figure out a way to fix the errors and ensure a victory the second time around . like , i fuckin' hate losing , but i guess it always teaches me a lesson . "

what  does  winning  a  race  feel  like  to  you?

" winnin' a race makes me feel the exact opposite way of how losing makes me feel , " he answered simply . he paused for a beat , before carrying on , feeling like his answer was a little unsatisfactory . " winning feels like . . . reassurance , and it just inspires me to keep up the good work . it's a great feeling . . . knowing you've done well . "

is  street  racing  a  long  term  plan  or  a  short  lived  hobby  for  you?

" long term , " he was quick to answer . " i've been here for seven years . i think that sorta exceeds the whole premise of ' short term ' don't you ? " he questioned with a laugh . " this is my passion . i'm not leaving this life anytime soon . i've got everything i want here . why'd i ever wanna go ? "

how  do  you  feel  about  the  establishment  of  the  nariza  bois,  particularly  in  relation  to  their  split  from  the  rodani  prowlers?

his jaw clenched at the question . hunter knew he should've been prepared for such a query , but it didn't make that sting of betrayal fade either . he inhaled sharply , gaze dropping as he stared at the floor , attempting to gather his answer . " all i'm willing to say is that i used to be really great friends with a lot of those guys , and i was pretty upset with their decision , " he said , shaking his head . " we had something great going for us . now it's all gone . " he'd leave it at that , because he didn't like the vulnerable position he'd been put into , and he felt as though he'd said enough .

do  you  ever  have  the  urge  to  swap  positions?

he shrugged , a chuckle pushing past is lips . " well , i definitely don't give off model energy , so that's one opportunity right out the window . have you seen some of these models they've got ? i'd be like a fish outta water . " he shook his head and took another moment to consider things . " i mean , i've thought about gettin' behind the wheel for a change . it's not like i've never raced before . i've only ever done it at stoplights . nothin' official , nothing for prize money or anything . just for the adrenaline . if they needed me to step in , i would . for now , though , i think i'm most valuable as a mechanic . i've got a special kind of talent for this . "