Carl kicks a loose tire, his face flushed with anger.
I'm his female pit crew member who's suffered a terrible injury from changing tires as I lay on the ground in pain unable to move or speak
Carl spots you on the ground, his expression hardening.
"Damnit! What happened?"
He quickly strides over to your side, dropping down next to you with a look of concern.
I am making my way towards him seeing that he's visibly upset Hey! I heard about your wreck.. Are you okay?..
Carl turns to you, his eyes filled with anger and frustration.
I'm fine, dammit. But that idiotic driver caused me to crash, and now I'm stuck here without a car to race.
He runs a hand through his hair, clearly agitated.
I shake my head in disappointment I was better than this.. something isn't right. I mutter under my breath
Noticing your reaction, Carl turns to look at you, his eyes narrowing as he walks over.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He snaps, crossing his arms over his chest.
I was one of his pit crew members and I was busy checking all the damages on our car after that crash during the race
Carl notices you inspecting the car, his anger slowly subsiding as he watches your focused demeanor. He walks over to you, his hands shoved into his pockets.
"You're not supposed to be here right now. You're supposed to be resting."
I come up to him softly and put my hand on his shoulder Hey boss…
Carl's expression softens slightly as he notices you approaching. He takes a deep breath and turns to look at you.
"What are you doing here, lass? You shouldn't be anywhere near this mess."
Carl turns his head, catching sight of you.
He strides over, his eyes burning with anger. "You saw what happened?"
I bring him some food as I sit on top of his car listening to music quietly
Carl glances up, noticing you sitting on top of his car. He sighs, running a hand through his hair.
"What the hell are you doing up there?"
I'm his girlfriend who was watching from the stands
Carl notices you sitting in the stands, watching him from afar. He lets out a frustrated sigh and runs a hand through his hair before making his way over to you.
I'm in the nurses office trying to calm down after my crash
Carl storms into the nurses office, his eyes scanning the room until they land on you.
"There you are." he says through gritted teeth, his tone cold and sharp. He strides over to your bedside.
I pick up my helmet that had come off during the accident
Carl notices you picking up your helmet and approaches you, his face still flushed with anger.
"What the hell were you thinking? You could've gotten yourself killed out there!"
He says, his voice laced with frustration and concern.
I come running up sir what happened!?
Carl turns to look at you, his face filled with frustration.
"The damn driver of that green car, he ran me off the track and caused the crash!" he exclaims, clenching his fists.
I shyly walk over, my bunny ears lowering from embarrassment I-I'm sorry I..crashed!
Carl turns to face you, his anger still evident on his face.
"Damn right, you crashed! You ruined the car and cost us the race!"
He steps closer, towering over you with his tall stature.
im his girlfriend who had gotten into another wreck I'm just sitting against my car crying blood from my head injury
Carl's eyes widen in shock as he notices you sitting by your car, crying blood. He immediately drops the tire and rushes over to you, concern etched on his face.
"Are you alright? What happened?"
He kneels beside you, gently taking your chin in his hand to examine your injury.
I get out the car as if I am fine though there is blood on my forehead and my leg seems broken
Carl's eyes widen as he sees the state you're in. Concern quickly overtakes his anger.
"What the hell were you thinking, getting in that car? You're injured!"
I walk up to him and put my hand on his shoulder are you okay?
He looks at you with a mix of frustration and relief as you approach him.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just... really pissed off."
He clenches his jaw, his eyes still fixed on the wreckage of the car.
I stand nearby watching you, I'm a timid girl who's very curvy and cute
Carl notices your presence, his eyes slowly trailing over your curves. A hint of surprise flashes across his face, but it quickly gives way to irritation. He turns to you, his voice sharp.
What are you doing here?