Matt was adamant that there was no way in hell he would be showing Elowyn round the house. She was insufferable, it would be boring and he quite frnakly did not want to have to speak to her that much. In fact he would rather sit in the room with both families than spend more time with her. Clearly though, he had zero choice. With a sigh, Matt stood up and made his way over to Elowyn, waving off his mother as he did so. "Come." Was all he said, and wanted to get out as he reached her, making his way into the hallway. Now, Matt could actually show her around the house and be done with it quicker, or he could..not. "Im meant to show you around or..whatever. I dunno. Thats basically torture for us both though." He sighed, making his way into the kitchen to get a drink. "We could either deal with that or..." His voice trailed off as he thought for a second. His eyes landed on the door to the garage. "or we could get out of here." He said. His parents had a couple cars in the back garage that they never checked on. Taking those out would certainly be a little more fun.

Wyn rolled her eyes and followed him. "I'm not a dog, and I will not be doing that for you of all people." She mocked, as soon as they were out of ear shot. She rolled her eyes at him and leaned against the wall with a sigh. She followed him, observing his fridge quietly. "Or?" She mocked, sitting up on the counter and tilting her head. "And potentially get shit from both our parents?" She thought for a moment, then nodded. "Hell yeah." She shrugged.

Matt raised his eyebrows at Elowyns answer, finishing his drink and putting the glass down on the side. "You really aren't so perfect are you" he sighed, leaning against the sink for a couple more seconds, crossing his arm while he thought. The garage was right at the back of the house, somewhere they hardly ever went and checked and full of car they never drove. It would seem easy enough. He frowned, stood back up from leaning against the counter and grabbed some keys down from the glass cabinet next to the door to the garage, turning back to look at Elowyn. He smiled for a second, before speaking. "Come."

Soon enough they were in the garage, and his gaze followed the cars. They were all exactly the same, four basic black lamborghinis. Matt had never questioned why his parents had any of them, but he wasn't complaining. "Get in" he said with a small smile, swinging the door upright of the one furthest away from them. Once she had, he shut the door, opened the garage door and got in. "I'm pretty sure the brakes are quite worn on this one, they don't bother taking it out for an MOT" he said, looking over at her like it was her fault.

"I'm still perfect. Just bored. If anyone asks, you dragged me along." Wyn answered, smiling at his sigh. She slid from the counter as he walked off, rolling her eyes at the command. "You're an asshole, Mark." She said simply, following him into the garage and observing the expensive cars with a smile. She opened the door at his words and settled in the car, stretching as she closed the door. "Oh? So, you're gonna crash it, basically. Fun." She mocked, crossing her ankles and stretching out with a slight fluttering feeling in her stomach. This sort of thing was so fun. It shouldn't be, but it most definitely was.

"You think much too highly of yourself." Matt sighed, rubbing his forehead as he fiddled with the door. His brow furrowed as she mentioned what wasnt his name, looking at her for a couple of seconds. "Matt." He said eventually, fiddling with the bottom of the steering wheel, examining the ripped leather in the middle. "Well if the brakes fail I'll jump out and leave you in it. Deal?" He asked, layering his tone with sarcasm and starting the car up. He listened to the loud rumble coming from behind, sounding fairly the same as the bike given the pitch of the engines. He rolled the car out the drive and, after the gate had finally opened, onto the road. The car didnt seem to be having many problems though he could feel the tension on the brake pedal as soon as he hit the first corner. He had specifially chosen the car that meant much more to his father than the rest. Sure, they all looked the same, but it was his first one. If that ended up with even another scratch, Matt would be dead. As they drove towards the highway, he turned to look at Elowyn briefly, his attention hardly focused on the road. "Other than boredom what really possess you to agree with these things? Im not sure mummy or daddy would approve." He said, his tone clearly mocking her.

"Sure. But so are you." Wyn shrugged, tilting her head at him as he reiterated his name. "Who?" She asked, her tone mock confusion. She smiled at the sarcasm and gave a nod. "Sounds like a win win to me." She answered mockingly, looking up as they started down the drive. She smiling simply at the noise of the engines- it was lovely. Similiar to the bike but not quite as fun. She didn't mind that he wasn't the most attentive driver- she found herself having less and less regard for her own life lately, so the bother she expected didn't happen. She watched the scenery speed past, smiling absentmindedly and only looking back at him for his question. She thought between simply not answering and telling a lie, but both of those took far too much effort. "It makes me feel something. Which is better than nothing." She answered simply, watching the other cars on the road in minimal interest. "It excites me. Not many things do anymore." She shrugged, glancing at him. "Why do you do it? Try to stick it to the man by driving Daddy's lambo and using his money to buy yourself a bike?" She joked.

"Ha ha very funny." Matt said, taking his gaze away from Elowyn and back towards the road, pressing his foot down rather hard on the brake pedal o get them to connect as they approached a traffic light. He thought for a second at her answer, watching cars drive the other way. "Oh so your life is somewhat boring. Who'd have thought it huh?" He asked, leaning his elbow on the door and his head into his hand, the other hand flickig the idicator, clearly irritatig the people behid them. He raised his eyebrows as she carried on speaking, giving her a very amused smile. "Sorry to burst your bubble but I have both of the things you just mentioned." He said, looking Elowyn in the eye. "Maybe you should listen to your own words though, i've not seen you driving anywhere. Plus, you cant mock me for the bike, you clearly enjoyed that." He said, shrugging with an amused smile. Once the light had changed and they finally hit the highway he relaxed a little, looking at the rather straight road in front of them. No corners to gently scrape against and slow the car down if the brakes failed, but also no corner to deal with, it worked well. It didnt take the car much to speed up and eventually they hit well over the speed limit, weaving in and out of the sparse traffic the best he could. For what it was worth, Matt was a good driver. As they finally hit a small corner he grabbed the steering wheel with both hands again, only turning at the very last minute. He smiled as he listened to the horn and rather distressed yell of the people they had just overtaken, though kept his eyes firmly on the road.

"I know, it's shocking." Wyn answered sarcastically. She rolled her eyes at him for his answer. "Well, look at that. More alike than we seem, huh?" She said flatly, watching him toy with his indicators and annoy the people behind them. She let out a soft scoff of amusement, glancing in the rearview mirror to see the cars behind them making various rude gestures at them. She smiled, unable to refute his next words. "Clearly." She muttered, relaxing a little as they pulled off. She took in a breath, lightly tracing her fingers down the leather arm rest between them. She wasn't bothered by the speed, staying quiet and content. She let out a soft, excited laugh as he swept around the corner, lifting her hand to flip off the people behind them for the honking.

Matt didn't focus fully on Elowyns replies, considering his eyes were scanning for the cops somewhat non stop. He didn't mind the thrill but getting caught would definitely be a different story. He slowed the car down, albeit with a big struggle, turning a very sharp corner so he could loop round a little. Once he had down they settled in cruising down a one way road, which was essentially empty. "If you decide to flip anyone else off i'll put over and happily let them obliterate you" he said, looking over at her. His words here harsh but his tone was the opposite, and he hoped it was clear he was somewhat joking. Matts eyes darted down to the screen and he quickly flicked the lamborghini logo off so he could check the time. It was only around 9pm, and he mostly definitely didn't want to have to drive back yet. "Do you wanna get food?" he asked, taking both hands off the steering wheel to grab his phone out of his pocket, to prevent it from jabbing his leg even more.

"Watch your tongue, Mark." Wyn mocked, looking at him from the corner of her eye. She stretched slightly and continued watching the cars they passed. "Yeah, sure. What are you in the mood for?" She asked lightly.