<strong>Name:</strong>Nicole “Nikki” Hasegawa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305639.msg14895475#msg14895475)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured with Alpinestars shoes (https://m.fortnine.ca/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/ProductImages/OG/2014-Alpinestars-Stella-Josey-Waterproof-Shoes-MCSS.jpg)<br/><strong>Current Vehicle:</strong>1994 Nissan GTR32<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 17 | Minutes after midnight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Private Desert Bonfire<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Talking with Tiffany<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Travis McCarthy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305639.msg14898200#msg14898200), Tiffany (NPC), Raymond (NPC), Open<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Nikkihasegawa01.jpg)</div>If the pair of headlights was a car and it planned on parking as part of the circle, Tiffany could see that it would have to take up the last spot that was really reserved for someone whom Raymond wanted to be here, but it looked like<em>she</em>was a no-show as of late. “Hey Ray, isn't your new girlfriend gonna be here?”<br/><br/>Raymond, snacking on some chips someone brought over, frowned at Tiffany. The only reason why he tolerated her being here in close proximity was because she and his little sister was best friends. But it was his distaste of her career as an aspiring import model and the fact that she liked eurotuned cars rather than JDM that soured their relationship. He didn't even divulge the fact that he was in a new relationship with something and he knew her source would have been Nikki. “Unfortunately, she's going to be sick until the end of Race Wars.”<br/><br/>Nikki, observing the tension between the two, chose to save the moment by taking Tiffany by the hand to get some food, though she too was wondering who the unknown American muscle car belonged to as it slowly crept into the empty spot. To the untrained eye, the unknown visitor's vehicle was a muscle while most of the others were imports. Raymond stood near the fire, waiting for the visitor to come out so he could give him a proper greeting. Maybe even keep his crew at bay. When the driver exited the vehicle, Raymond had a smile on his face and had a slight nod as none other than his rival's little brother, Travis McCarthy, had paid his little get-together a visit. He of course sent a text to older brother Mark, but he assumed the invite coordinates was extended to his crew, his little brother included. Raymond chuckled at the greeting, which was vastly different from how Mark would greet him. “We don't have the best sound system and no shelter from a freak rain, but at least we have some friendly rivalry to grace our little get-together. I take it Mark couldn't make it. Quite a shame, but make yourself at home. You're welcome here, bro,” Raymond said and offered him a handshake. “My man Tino's manning the grill and you can get yourself a drink from any of the coolers.”<br/><br/>Nikki and Tiffany were watching from the non-alcoholic drink cooler, with Nikki with an IZZE and Tiffany with a Snapple. Once he was in the light of the fire, Nikki realized that Mark McCarthy's little brother was the one who paid their bonfire a visit. She knew he had a little brother, but he was probably cooped up in the garage most times. She was glad, knowing that there wasn't going to be a fight brewing at their friendly get-together. Tiffany had left to lean against her car, with another of Raymond's crew walking over to have a chat with her. Nikki stayed near the cooler, watching the friendly exchange between Mark's brother and her own.<br/><br/>But when she saw that he was heading to the cooler next to her, she shyly diverted to walk over to her car with her raspberrry IZZE in hand, leaning on the side opposite Tiffany's blue S4.