Greaseball, the top dog of the trains, the fastest, the best, the most amazing out of them all. It was clear to everyone that she was control’s favourite. And she always won, being the reigning champion of all the races. She was also the prettiest!! Everyone adored her, other than the people who inevitably lost to her in every race. She was confident, suave but people did also know her as a heartbreaker. But not you! Yes, she was dating you. Greaseball, the champion, dating some random engine. Crazy, right? But you both loved each other so no one else’s opinions didn’t matter. This particular night, she had just came home from a race and it was about 11:30pm. You were already in bed, reading.

Greaseball, without a word, quickly got changed into a sports bra and random pj pants, climbing into bed next to you and wrapping her arms around you. She pulls you up onto her chest, throwing your book off the bed.

"Comfy?" She smiles, chuckling.