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  1. Public Bookmark 54

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    They’d been on the road for a little over an hour when Gris’s voice buzzed over Enjin’s collar:

    “Enjin, is Zanka in your car?”

    (Gris’s voice through the collar was unusually urgent, for such a stupid question).

    “He’s in your car,” Enjin replied calmly, not taking his eyes off the rumbling road ahead.

    Gris’s comm link was still open (Enjin could hear some indistinct but frantic-sounding chatter from Follo and some of the other Supporters in the background), but the man himself made no reply.

    “He’s in your car, isn’t he?” repeated Enjin. His eyes reflexively flicked up to the mirror, to the empty seat behind the front passenger seat that was usually (if unofficially) reserved for Nijiku Zanka.

    “…We thought he was in your car.”

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    17 May 2026

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    He clocked him, Zanka fully rocked his shit and he’s bleeding, a lot. - so why the FUCK is he smiling!? Zanka is gravely unsettled and perturbed right now. But that feeling is soon outweighed by his spite.

     
    So he winds his fist once more, belting it straight back down onto the same place as the first time. He can feel the way a vein bulged on his forehead, just as he could feel the rush of strangled breath dance warmly over his balled up knuckles as they made contact for the second time.

     
    Yet the guy was still smirking sharply through bloodied teeth, despite the way his legs wobbled.

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    Janka college au where Zanka is burnt out and hanging on by a thread when Jabber fucking Wonger explodes into his life, getting under his skin from the very first second they meet at a party.. one Zanka begrudgingly attended too. Somehow, Jabber wedges himself into Zanka’s already overcrowded head, annoyingly impossible to ignore. Zanka feels the overwhelming urge to either beat the shit out of him or pick up his charcoals and draw for the first time in months. Honestly, he’s leaning toward both.

    Can Zanka and Jabber balance each other out, or are they doomed to keep butting heads?

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    17 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 41

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    For the first time in his life, Jabber is completely out-bullshited.

       "What the fuck? Please shut up."

       "Then you better start being more elaborate, Don Juan." Riyo pulls out her phone and the screen lights up. "We have, like, seven minutes to figure this shit out."
    Jabber has seven minutes to figure out a feeling he hasn't even thought about. Or never see Zanka again. Jabber locks the fuck in.

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    16 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 53

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    “Don’t talk about my momma.” Zanka’s eyebrows furrow. Huh?

    “What?”

    “wUt????” Jabber repeats in a mocking zone, scoffing. “I said, don’t talk about my momma.”

    “No one’s talking about yer damn mama?”  

    Silence.

    Jabber looks at Zanka. Zanka looks at Jabber.

    This whole conversation feels like bumping into a wall because you weren’t paying attention, too busy yelling at Rudo for setting you on fire again: a hard stop. Zanka, despite himself, can't help but wonder what’s on the other side.

    “Okay, then.” With a seriousness that is almost (definitely) unsettling, Jabber slowly pulls his hand from Zanka’s grasp. 

    “Okay?”

     

    Or; To be loved is to be changed. Nobody ever said it had to be for the better.

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    04 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    “Well…”

    “Well what.”

    “Imma be so honest right now, I have no fuckin’ clue what I was tryna get at.”

    Oh my fuckin’ god. I’m gonna— I’m gonna kill this guy.

    “But! I also need to ask you something else.” This guy was going to give Zanka whiplash with the way he kept on changing subjects.

    “What is it? And I swear, if it’s some bull—

    “I, Jabber Wonger,” that’s his real name? “Challenge you, the dude with the bad attitude,”

    No way, this guy isn’t actually tryin’ to—

    “To a race.”

    Or: Street racing rivals Zanka and Jabber hate each other, they hate each other's guts, their cars, their friends. Jabber's too loud, Zakna's a stick in the mud, Jabber's volatile, Zanka's insecure. They're the opposite of compatible.

    Zanka and Jabber hate each other.

    Everything points to that conclusion.

    Zanka wants to win.

    Jabber wants to win.

    But would they destroy each other for that win?

    That's something only they can answer.

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    25 Apr 2026