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It wasn’t as if racing was the only job Johnny could have, but it was pretty damn close. He’d never finished college and, these days, there was only so much you could do with a high school diploma. He figured he could go into modeling – he had a few agencies numbers, even! – and there was always the whole ‘rockstar’ option, but none of them spoke to him like racing did. Not only was it fun, but it left him plenty of free time to run with the FF, hang out with his friends, and make trouble elsewhere. It was pretty much the ideal career path for him, especially when he was winning! And tonight, he’d won big.
So he was already in a damn good mood, even before he saw that Tandy had come to watch him race. Knowing that he was supported always made him ride a little faster and feel a little lighter. “The finish is always the best part.” He grinned, obviously pleased as she continued. “Thanks, Tands! I’m glad you made it, seriously.” He returned her laugh with one of his own, shrugging a shoulder lightly. “Sure, but I wouldn’t go announcing that to people around the church! I mean, at least if some undercover cop rolls up I can pretend I had no idea street racing isn’t legal, right?” He’d actually tried that defense in the past with a few different things; it never worked. Cops figured Johnny knew what he was doing, and that might’ve been fair, to an extent. “Fuck, I hope so. Could you imagine some doughnut-loving beat cop trying to slap a pair of cuffs on a demon? God, I hope someone’s recording it somewhere. Not sure if YouTube works in whatever sector of space they’ve got us locked up in, but I can still get texts, so I’d see it eventually!” He continued speaking animatedly as the crowd thinned around them, providing them with a little more privacy just in case they needed it. Johnny’s identity was very public, but Tandy’s wasn’t. If one of them let something crime fighter-related slip, he’d rather it not lead to her identity being revealed to a bunch of mostly petty criminals. “Not really,” he shrugged. He wasn’t exactly telling people about Wanda’s pregnancy and their decision to terminate it, had only really shared it with his close inner circle. It wasn’t the sort of thing you made small talk about. When she continued, announcing that she was dating Ty, he couldn’t help but grin. “Holy shit, Tands, that’s awesome! What’s his dick look like?”
Johnny seemed like he was in the best mood in the world, and honestly, it was contagious. She found her smile widening and when one of the losers scowled at them, Tandy waved. “The finish is always the best part,” Tandy agreed, waggling her eyebrows. “I’m glad I made it, too,” she replied, although technically, she had invited herself. Tandy had always preferred things to be last minute, surprising Johnny was way better than showing up when he’d expected her to. “I appreciate that,” she replied, snorting. “I think the cops in our neighbourhood probably know, but whatever. They haven’t done anything.” As Johnny explained his plan to get out off an arrest, she rose her eyebrows, clearly unimpressed. “I don’t think anyone’s stupid enough to believe that you’re clueless.” Johnny definitely knew what he was doing while he raced, that was one of the reasons why he kicked so much ass! “We need to convince a cop to try to arrest a demon right now,” she said seriously. “I’ll do the sweet talking, you record! YouTube probably works. If it doesn’t, can’t you ask your genius friend to fix it?” Johnny was speaking animatedly even as the crowd thinned, and while Tandy knew he wasn’t always like that, she didn’t question it. Johnny’s image was one that he’d worked really hard to maintain. If anything, she was a little more exuberant than normal, too, trying to help her friend. “That sucks… or is that good? I can never tell,” she said, shrugging a shoulder. Either way, if Johnny was doing well, she supported his ‘nothing new.’ “It is awesome! I mean, I don’t know for sure that we’re together. I asked him to make out and he professed his love for me. Is that together?” Tandy’s relationship experience were typically casual, and they also typically lead to a lot of disappointment and heartbreak. When Johnny asked about Ty’s dick, she snorted. “What do Wanda’s boobs look like?”









