RP for jameshowlett6
It was pouring rain when she had pulled the bike out of storage. Black and sleek and completely covered in drops of water. Only some of them were from the rain. She rode no matter how heavy the rain got, knowing that her luck would keep her alive. A part of her cursed it. It only took her an hour, but of course she'd been speeding and there were no cops to stop her. How fortunate.
She pulled up and jumped off the bike, yanking off the helmet she'd put on out of habit and looking up, letting the rain pound her face. That way, if there were still tracks of tears on her face, she could tell him it was just the rain. White knuckles pounded on the door and she clenched her jaw to get the last bits of her emotions under control.
"Logan, open up. It's wet as hell out here," She imagined she looked like death warmed over. Pale as always, and drenched to the bone. Bags under her eyes and small cuts on her hands from the small bit of hail she rode through to get here. All in all, an unattractive package wrapped in sleek leather and intense emotion.
She pulled up and jumped off the bike, yanking off the helmet she'd put on out of habit and looking up, letting the rain pound her face. That way, if there were still tracks of tears on her face, she could tell him it was just the rain. White knuckles pounded on the door and she clenched her jaw to get the last bits of her emotions under control.
"Logan, open up. It's wet as hell out here," She imagined she looked like death warmed over. Pale as always, and drenched to the bone. Bags under her eyes and small cuts on her hands from the small bit of hail she rode through to get here. All in all, an unattractive package wrapped in sleek leather and intense emotion.