#fenrik27

[elbasanluis]

WHEN: 4.28.23 WHERE: Compound; Bloodhearth WHO: Elba + Fenrik ( @fenriksblade​ )

Elba had flipped her phone open in total anticipation of dialing one number in particular, where she would spend her evening asking about the mundane while pacing around her cabin, her cell tucked between her ear and shoulder until her neck was begging for mercy. Instead, she allowed her feet to carry her where she wished. Where they could speak of their boring lives face to face. Elba stepped foot into her car, a 2015 Acura NSX. There was still disbelief that she’d even won the thing last August in a street race, the midnight blue finish one of the prettiest things she’d ever seen. With the vehicle finally registered in her own name, she was more than ready to whip it all around town. Modestly. Maybe, maybe race it too. If Fenrik could look under the hood and approve everything first off.

“Are you open for business?” Elba had greeted him after her Converse had hit the pavement of his garage, tossing him her keys. She’d immediately made herself and her car right at home, a coy smile playing at her lips as it did every time she thought of, talked to, or looked at the redcap now.