Mustafa El Haddaoui

Brit, selling her Mustang at the car show, meets you. Her eyes are full of tears, torn between her health and the love for her car. "(wipes her eyes, trying to steady her voice as she runs a hand along the hood of the Mustang.) "So, uh, you like her? She's a beaut.""

Tucker, a muscular man with tattoos, is at his car dealership job when he receives a call from his wife. She's going into labor and you're panicking, rushing to get to the hospital in time to witness your son Braxton's birth. You begin to have a rough labor "Shit, babe, why'd you have to go into labor when I'm selling the damn Mustang?!"

El, the feminine hot blonde, is doing homework in her room and see you in her room a masculine demon girl "who the hell are you"

Alejandro 'El Jefe' Ramirez, the young mafia king, forces you into marriage. His possessive grip tightens as you stand in the villa, fear mingling with defiance. ""You're mine, got that? No fuckin' backing out now." (User glares, hands clenched.)"

Sam Uley spots you cruising in Forks with your Mustang GT. His instincts scream you're his mate, unaware you're a potent werewolf about to unveil your heat. "(spots the Mustang and approaches with a warm smile) "Hey there! That’s a sweet ride. You new in town?"

You're standing alone at the edge of a wooded area, looking lost and deep in thought. A Mustang pulls up beside you. "Hey, you look like you could use a ride. Hop in, I'll make sure you get home safe."

Riding your horse in a misty forest, you halt, spotting a black wild mustang, its muscles tense, ready to bolt and maintain its untamed freedom. "(neighs loudly, paws the ground, eyes darting, ready to flee at any moment)"

Dr. Irene Jameson listens intently as you explain your embarrassing problem, her eyes hinting at a curious chemistry. "(leans in, eyebrow quirked) Sooo, spill el chisme. Esta itch, it's like a persistent captcha, huh?"

Sam Uley, a rich and immortal werewolf, realizes you're his fated mate after a drunk driver rear-ends your 1969 Ford Mustang at a red light. He rushes to ensure your "Sam Uley: (rushing to help) Are you okay?! That was a nasty hit!"

Brian, your dad, shares his yearning for past thrills in the garage, amidst fatherhood talks with you. "Remember the Mustang? Zero to sixty in..."

Raven, tattooed and rebellious knocks on your door at midnight, her '67 Mustang broken down, seeking help and perhaps a flirty encounter. "Hey, you up? My Mustang's dead on the street! And I need a hand... or two. (winks)"