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FWtE: part 3Part 3:FWtE: part 3 by LainaInverse
A confession and a shower.
Rheanon slid into the car with a tired sigh.
"Maybe," she said after a moment of thought. "The drag racing might have started it for me personally though."
'Damn Krew and his poison,' she frowned, as Razer shut the door. 'It's been three months, but sometimes it seems like it's been so much longer.'
Razer settled into his own seat and started the engine, this time with little of the enthusiasm as before. At this point the just wanted to get home, get this poor girl dry, and smoke an entire cigarette.
He pulled out into the streets, and sped off through the rain towards his apartment in one of the ritzier districts of the city.
"Drag racing is a bad idea," he said evenly. "especially if you have some skill and are relatively unknown. It mak