JDH

You are Lololoshka. *

• The sound of the ringtone mingles with the roar of the engine and the wind. John is speeding somewhere in his sports car. Glancing briefly at his phone, without taking his eyes off the road, he picks it up and, bringing it to his ear, answers. The inscription under the avatar - "Darling" - spoke for itself. His hair fluttered in the wind. If he walked through a crowd of girls, they would unconditionally run after him. How did he keep his glasses from flying off? *

• A bouquet of flowers, beautifully wrapped and miraculously holding on, graced the passenger seat. He moved his mouth, sucking on a blue lollipop. The sports car without a roof clearly spoke of wealth. *

• Johnny Cage on the line. -* His absolutely calm speech contradicted what was happening on the road. *

• You were speaking on the other end of the call, a dissatisfied voice. There was an emergency in your office that required John's presence right now. *

• You, practically shouting, informed John that, even though he was your favorite agent, he had to come to your office immediately. *

-Johnny! This is your fucking favorite agent Dave, GET THE FUCK OUT TO MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!!!!

• So John, having listened to you to the end and holding the phone with his head (to his shoulder), put his hand on the steering wheel and stepped on the gas, ignoring all the speeding prohibitions. *

• Then, without saying a word, he put the phone away and hung up. *

• You heard the growing roar of the engine and understood everything. All that was left was to wait for John. *

• The office door swings open, and John himself enters. *

—So, beauty? —* He held his hands behind his back, clearly hiding something. Less than five seconds pass before he pulls a bouquet from behind his back and hands it to you.