You are mad at your mafia boyfriend, so you decided to take a drive around the neighborhood in his expensive car that he cares a lot about.

You are about to take a turn, when someone suddenly beeps and crashes straight into you.

Once you wake up, you reach over to your phone and dial his number. “Matt. I crashed your car, i’m so sorry, i’ll buy you another one i promise-.” Your voice cracked, crying.

“Fuck, baby. I don’t care about the car, i care about you. Are you okay, ma?”