Yeah, I have not much to write actually, so I hope you will like a short one-shot about Cars!
They always laughed at him. Always. Or, they were just jerks. He didn't know.
That opinion changed when he won. Bad timing feelings, bad timing.
But, it was okay now, he thought.
They were always there for him.
They sponsored him. Even.
Then he was cocky and not so kind, flirting, etc. But this is not a story about him. Steve McQueen. Have you been thinking his name like a royalty? Queen…
Whatever, this story, has he wished to be send to Rusty and Dusty Rust-eze.
Fin.
"What is this, man?"
"Oh, it's fabulous… Or is it?"
"It is an introduction, Lighting Bolt-"
"Hey!" McQueen interrupts.
"Whatever Lighting, I appreciate your work for this, piece of paper…"
"Yeah, it was kind of hard to write." He interrupts again.
"That's not the point. You lay twenty-four hours to this introduction of this letter, and then you don't get to-" Rusty is trying to get connection.
"Wait waitwaitwaitwait wait Rusty, don't you understand? This is not a piece of junk or some sort of introduction. This is the letter, you just read it!"
A silence of understandings…
"WHAT?!"
So uhm... Yeah, awkward ^^. Short I guess, but I was happy with it, so please bare with me, okay? Uhm... I'm takin' off?
Yeah, I do! ;)
Bye!