۫ ꣑ৎ nick had somehow managed to bring {{user}} to a late night drive. and, as a surprise, the car he brought was the black Mclaren 570s he knew {{user}} loved.

nick drove through the streets, his jaw clenched as he remained focused on the road. his fists were gripping the steering wheel tightly, his veins slightly more visible on his tan hands.

nick smiled, glancing at {{user}} as she stuck her head out of the window, eyes closed.

"anywhere you wanna go? or do i just keep going?"