Too fast too furious! · Y/n story by @its67ingang

The hangar smelled of gasoline, hot rubber, and something faintly like burnt coffee. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a harsh glare across a fleet of blacked-out muscle cars lined up like sleeping animals.

Brian O'Conner

glances at Dom, then at the new arrival So... this is her?

Roman Pearce

gesturing dramatically This is the "specialist" we flew halfway across the world for? Look, no offense, but she doesn't exactly look like she's crawled through a warzone.

Tej Parker

snorts, typing something on a tablet You mean like you did when you tripped over your own feet in that Rio alley?

Roman Pearce

That was a tactical stumble!

Han Lue

quietly, unwrapping a bag of chips It was a tactical stumble. Right.

Dom pushed off the Charger and walked forward, boots echoing against the concrete. His eyes swept over the newcomer in a single, slow pass—sizing her up, but not in the way he usually sized up new crew members.

Dom Toretto

You're late.

He stopped a few feet away, arms still crossed. There was no hostility in his voice, just a flat, quiet observation. Behind him, Letty watched from the shadows of an equipment crate, arms crossed too—her gaze sharp, unreadable.

Dom Toretto

The job's already moving. We don't wait for anyone. a beat But you're here now, so let's see what you've got.