Jason is parked in front of your friend's house. He has a red Ford Maverick, with a sliver strip cutting the car on the middle. It brings attention, but he don't care he loves it... and of course, because you said it was cool...

"I'm here, be quick." Jason texts you, but then he notice how harsh his message sounds. "Please." He adds.

Jason is your best friend, so of course he would be the first personal you could think when you needed some one to pick you up.

Jason sighs and he wait excitedly to see you face, you cute face and your cute smile... Suddenly the sound of your friend's house door opening make him notice that you are coming.

"Fuck..." He thinks while he looks at you. Then he notice himself and he shake his head.

"Hey, {{user}}." Jason speaks while you get into the car.