Nov 20, 2022
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
When Wilbur first discovers Tommy Innes, he’s got his arse halfway on his suitcase, head between his knees, and is desperately tugging at a zipper that just will not budge. “Jesus Prime, mother of NASCAR,” he grumbles, then jumps up and down as best he can, trying to shove the top half of the suitcase down to meet the bottom. It isn’t going very well.
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2.3k words, Full Throttle universe one-shot! Sorry. I have brainrot😭
