#car lounge

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[notebookpapers]

so we all agree they fucked in that Honda Odyssey right

[puredaydreaming]

dean has two babies in life: his baby brother and his car named baby

and he's happiest when they're all together <3

[goshyesvintageads]

Ford Motor Co, 1951

[feketeribizli]

gayboy summer or whatever charli xcx said

[coolthingsguyslike]

[casualavocados]

Are you here to pick me up? Going to the bar or the gang? The bar.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 12 + BONUS:

[themetallicnemesis]

Tmosth but if Amy's literal best friend and little sister figure had gotten invited to her frickin birthday

[numenrecords]

[lukaherehelp]

Prom truly doesn't get paid enough to deal with whatever Aob and Puen have going on

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[rickybaby]

Daniel addressing the negative reaction to his team’s new name

[tabooiart]

been testing out some post-canon designs for Rusty and Ashley. I think after the events of the races Rusty starts getting repairs to combat his rust and Ashley gets converted to a lounge car (aka she quits smoking!!). I'm not 100% on either of these just yet but I thought I'd share the concepts with y'all :3

[yuri-alexseygaybitch]

Hey don't cry, second verse of "All Star" by Smash Mouth ok?

[carbon-fiber-internal-organs]

[rhithefella-sillytimes]

Peter running Florence over

...In all honesty, it was something he's always fantasized about, a thought that had appeared one day and refused to leave, no matter how hard he tried to shake it. But despite it all, he never really imagined that he could do it. He couldn't stomach it. Well, on his own he could but...

What if you saw me do it? My love, I can't let you see me like that. I promise... I couldn't.

Nevertheless, the point is that it was something he couldn't imagine actually doing, for one reason or another.

The conception was shattered as soon as the couple had heard a hard thud on the bumper. The next thing Peter knows is him slamming his foot on the brakes, the tires screeching to a bloody halt.

Sarah simply stared, mouth open as if she was about to scream. She had no words to say, which was in a stark contrast to the slew of words that were let out from the both of them moments before the accident.

She had an idea on what just happened, and was afraid. Afraid for the both of them.

Please, please don't be the truth. We didn't just kill someone... did we?

The same couldn't be said about Peter. He looked angry and confused, simply staring at Sarah before seeing that her eyes were pointed to the new dent that had formed in the car.

"...What the FUCK was that!? Was that a fucking deer?!", Peter exclaimed, but Sarah couldn't answer clearly as she stammered something unintelligible to him. He then started rolling down the car window and peeking outside.

At first, he didn't see much. Simply just a dented bumper, and a road that was made visible by the car's headlights.

He then looked to the side, seeing the night sky. No camera was around as far as he knew. At the corner of his eye was a cliff that he was lucky to have missed in the blind argument he had with his love.

...He then looked behind him, turning around and practically leaning out the window. It took a while for him to adjust his eyes to what he's seeing, but the wind had been knocked from his chest once they've recalibrated in the dark.

Blood. He could see fresh blood, trailing slightly and coating the tires of his car.

Without a word, he opened the door and walked out, following the bloody trail. Sarah reluctantly walked behind him. Fortunately or unfortunately, the trail didn't lead too far, merely just about a meter or two away from where he'd stopped the car.

At the end of the blood trail was the crumpled body of Florence, the boss that had been tormenting Peter for months on end. She, who was usually standing with her chin on the air and danger on her stride, was now a bloody pile of broken bones. Her face had a shocked stare, her eyes twitching and her mouth struggling to breathe.

What they both saw caused completely different emotions on the couple. For Sarah, it was panic as her fears had been confirmed. They did crash onto someone, and there's no way the woman would be alive after that. Not in an empty road like this.

For Peter, it was a strange sense of... relief. For a long time, he'd always wanted her hurt, dead even. And to see it having happened in his hands... made him feel so happy. He was about to pump his fists into the air and cheer, but he saw how scared Sarah was right now and held it in. But he whispered something very slightly under his breath, hoping his darling wouldn't hear it.

"How do you like that, you fucking bitch?"

After that, silence had followed for a few seconds, neither of the couple having said anything. But then... Sarah spoke.

"We can't get caught. We have to make sure no one knows we did it. We have to."

"Yes, but how, my dear?", Peter asked, before realizing something and looking at the cliff again. Sarah followed his gaze, and she gasped.

They then look at each other, now knowing what to do. What they must do. And for the first time in almost a year, they feel like they have each other's backs. It was almost like falling in love all over again.

Peter rushes to the car, starting the engine again and driving to a place closer to the cliff. He then hops off the car, and grabbed both of their belongings, making sure they didn't leave anything in there.

When he returned, both he and Sarah picked Florence's body up. They quickly head to the driver's seat, and Peter throws the body in there. He then shuts the door, as the couple then pushed the car.

It took a few minutes, but it was all worth it once they saw the car tumbling down the cliff. They watched as it rolled down, parts getting more and more wrecked before it eventually reached the bottom.

They were about to walk off when Sarah heard an explosion. She looked down, and the car had burst up in flames. She looked at Peter, wiping off sweat from her brow. "Phew..."

Peter then reached out to her, wiping off dirt from her forehead. Sarah smiles. They then both pick up their things, walking to somewhere where they could find a cab.

Minutes later, they were riding a taxi home. Peter had decided to nap on Sarah's shoulder, snoring softly. Sarah then checked the time on her watch. 2:00 am. It was a new day, in a way. She then asked the driver something.

"Miss, what day is it again?"

The driver answered after a few seconds of thinking. "Oh, it's the 27th. As for the week, a Tuesday."

"Thanks...", Sarah said, before reminiscing. It had been a year now since this had started, and she couldn't believe it. She looked down at her sleeping partner, and a thought had crossed her mind as she watched him.

...Happy Anniversary.