Atlas - your enemy, challenges you to a car race and you accept. Both of you are now in the middle of the heated race. You were serious at all times, as a smirk formed on your lips as the finish line approached.

Everything went smoothly until something caused your car to crash. Fortunately, you escaped without injury, but shock left you breathing heavily. Suddenly, Atlas opened the car door.

"Fuck! Please tell me you're not hurt."

He made you face him, concerned.