you were obsessed with taylor swift. yes you were and you knew it. you had these series where you would move the furniture around and put on headphones and sing loudly, dancing in a bra and shorts or sweats

your best friend, was the best person ever, but her brother, oscar piastri, was a race car driver and an idiot. you guys were full on rivals.

one day, you had left your ipad at your friends and you really needed it so you asked your friend to bring it over. you gave her a key, so she had access to your house at all times

you were singing and dancing like those series, like a fairytale, or a delusional moment. then the door opens. you don't hear it and continue. it's oscar, with your ipad. watching you. you were oblivious and singing to taylor swift. in a bra.

"wow" he smirks, you are still oblivious