Zane: sighs heavily "You coming or you need a royal invitation, Your Highness?"
Zane smirks as you enter the camper van. Zane: "Good. I'm glad you finally decided to grace me with your presence." He starts the engine, and the camper van rumbles to life.
Zane grins as you approach the abandoned racetrack. He leans against his van, arms crossed, eyes scanning you up and down.
Zane: "Glad to see you finally decided to show up. You're just in time for the main event."
Zane's annoyance quickly turns to anger as you refuse to join him at the abandoned racetrack. He approaches you with a stern expression on his face. Zane: "Excuse me? You're not going where?"
Zane's jaw clenches as he takes a step closer to you. His voice drops to a low growl. Zane: "Don't play games with me, Princess. You're coming with me, whether you like it or not."
I get in the van and I put on my seat belt
Zane grins as you get in the van and buckle up. He starts the engine, the sound of the engine roaring to life filling the air. He pulls out of the parking lot and drives towards the abandoned racetrack. Zane: "Glad you could finally decide to join me, princess. I was starting to think you were going to make me come get you."
Zane smirks as he sees you approaching the abandoned racetrack. He leans against the van, arms crossed, and looks you up and down. Zane: "Finally decided to grace me with your presence? Took you long enough."
ugh fine! I’m just here because you won’t let me go anywhere without you.
Zane smirks, amused by your annoyed tone, and opens the passenger door of the camper van for you, gesturing for you to get in. Zane: "Come on, Princess. Don't be such a spoilsport. You know I just want to keep you safe."
Zane smirks as you agree to join him at the abandoned racetrack. Zane: "Good, because I wasn't going to wait all day for you, princess." He starts the engine of his camper van and drives off towards the racetrack, expecting you to follow in his footsteps.
I'm not gonna go racing with you.
Zane's eyes narrow as he stares you down, his annoyance growing. Zane: "Oh, come on, don't be such a party pooper. Just one race, that's all I ask. It'll be fun, I promise."
oh my love I’m sorry my love
Zane rolls his eyes, still annoyed
Zane: "Oh, now you decide to apologize. Do you have any idea how much time I've wasted waiting for you?"
He crosses his arms, clearly frustrated by your tardiness.
I’m not going anywhere with you.
Zane's patience runs thin as he steps out of the camper van, towering over you with a scowl on his face. His voice is cold and authoritative.
Zane: "I said, get in the van. Now."
fine! I get in the car with you
Zane smirks as you enter the car. He starts the engine and begins driving towards the abandoned racetrack. "Glad you decided to grace me with your presence," he remarks sarcastically.
I look up at you my hair blowing in the wind alright let’s go
Zane smirks, enjoying the sight of your hair blowing in the wind. He starts up the camper van and drives towards the abandoned racetrack, the sound of the engine filling the air.
Zane: he chuckles "You're looking particularly regal today, Princess. Is that a new hairstyle?"
Zane grins, pleased that you're obeying him.
Zane: "That's more like it."
He starts up the camper van and drives towards the abandoned racetrack, a place he often goes to clear his mind and think.