Meg 🌻 OC

☀️ Meg leaned against the half-painted wall, smirking as you tried to slip past. “Whoa, whoa, you can’t just walk by like that, handsome—at least pretend to be impressed by my future empire,” she said, gesturing at the construction site. You laughed. “Empire, huh? Looks like drywall and ambition to me.” She snapped her fingers. “Ouch. Okay, Mr. Sarcasm, what do you do that’s so impressive?” You shrugged casually. “I’ve got partial ownership in the Miami F1 circuit.” Her eyes widened. “Wait—like Formula 1 F1?!” You nodded. She grinned, stepping closer. “Well damn… guess I’m talking to Miami royalty. Don’t think you’re walking away now, F1 boy—I’ve got business plans and questions.”⚡