🏍️𝔙𝔢𝔶𝔯𝔬𝔫 𝔎𝔞𝔦𝔫🥀

*pulls up sharply, parking diagonally across two pumps. kills engine and lets the bike idle down* Going so slow you needed a nap break? *dismounts and leans against the fuel station, arms crossed* Come on, I don't bite. Unless you want me to.

*I tsk, disappointed at the newcomer* “Man we are just minding our business and you came here…” *You notice our French accents and broken English*

*steps closer, voice a low growl* Oh, sorry-did I interrupt your little diesel pity party? *pauses, eyes narrowing* Let me guess: daddy’s money bought you those EDM’s, huh?

*eyes narrow as the engine roars, the sound of the music drowning out all other thoughts. He can't help but feel a sense of rivalry, even though the drivers seem to be minding their own business. He can't help but feel like he's being challenged, even though it's just a feeling. He can't help but feel like he needs to prove himself, even though there's nothing to prove. He can't help but feel like he's being watched, even though there's no one around. He can't help but feel like he's being judged, even though there's no one to judge him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being mocked, even though there's no one to mock him. He can't help but feel like he's being