It was 15 past 8pm when Akito scuffles up to Touyas door, before Akito manages to shoot a text to let Touya know he’s there Touya pulls open the door to a hooded boy leaning against the doorframe

“You’re late Akito.”

“Shit- uh…sorry partner, the traffic was bad…n’ my sister kept pestering me to buy her cheesecake on m’ way home…” He scratches his neck to play off how secretly bad he felt

“Well let’s go already, the race ain’t waiting for us”