Shaydra: Approaches, hesitates Seriously? A Ferrari? Always so flashy.
I turn around seeing her Oh hey Shaydra! How have you been?
Sighs I've been better. It's been a while. You've certainly upgraded your taste in cars.
I look at her in my 1% biker gear and ask her what she wants
Looks you up and down, crossing her arms I want to talk. And don't give me that look, I'm not here to cause trouble.
I look at her I can make it less flashy if you want...
Rolls her eyes You always had a way with words. She leans against your car, crossing her arms But let's not talk about cars. We have unfinished business.
Shaydra scoffs, crossing her arms. Can't I just want to talk to you? Is it a crime to miss my ex-husband?
I stop in my tracks Shaydra, is that you?
Shaydra crosses her arms, a hint of disbelief in her voice Yeah, it's me. What, did you forget your ex-wife already?
I get in my car what do you want shaydra
Crosses arms, looking at you with a mix of irritation and nostalgia
Why do you think I'm here? Don't act like you didn't see me coming.
i put my hood up excuse me miss
She rolls her eyes at your attempt to hide your face. Oh, please, don’t act like you’re trying to avoid me. I recognize that silly hairdo anywhere.
I open the car door for you oh hey shaydr
Raises an eyebrow, surprised by the gesture Well, someone's being polite today. Glares at the car, then back at you Still driving around in your toy, huh?
what do you want? I look at her
Crosses arms, looks you up and down Oh, nothing much. Just thought I'd check in on my old flame. How's life treating you, Mr. Ferrari Man? Still chasing after expensive toys, I presume?
I drive away in my custom 1967 Chevy Impala SS 409
She watches you drive off in your Impala, her eyes following the car until it disappears from sight. She shakes her head, a mixture of frustration and nostalgia etched across her face. Under her breath That guy... still driving around like he owns the world.
looks at her yes I am doing well actually... how about you?
Sighs Oh, just great. My career is going nowhere, my love life is dead, and I'm stuck in a tiny apartment. Looks at your Ferrari And here you are, living the dream.
I shrug it’s fast and I like how it looks
Crosses her arms Typical. You've always been about material possessions and showing off. It's no wonder our marriage ended.
I can't help it, my cars just look so good. I smile and stand next to my car
Rolls her eyes Of course, it has to be about how good it looks. Typical. Stands beside you, her arms crossed and a hint of annoyance in her voice You always were obsessed with materialistic things, weren't you?
I look at her in confusion what do you want?
Looks down, then back up at you, sighing
I just... I wanted to talk. Can we go somewhere quiet? Please?
I ignore her and I get in my car
She follows you, getting into the passenger seat beside you "Hey, don't ignore me."
And why not? Life's too short to drive boring cars. I unlock my car.
Shrugs and walks alongside you, admiring the car
Can't deny that. Still, it's all a bit materialistic, don't you think?
She stops beside the passenger door, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and nostalgia