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What is mah favorite guilty pleasure... Hmm... Now that's a tough one.
Ah mean, there's just about every woman's guilty pleasure, which would be chocolate. Like Godiva. That is pure heaven. But that's not mah favorite...
Then there's beer. Ah have the Wolverine in mah head all the time beggin' for a good Molson. But that's not really mine...
Oh, ah know. Y'all just gotta promise not to tell Scott. He'd kill me if he knew that ah was the one doin' it.
Y'see, ah've always loved cars and motorcycles. Basically anything with a motor and wheels. Mah daddy used to take me on his motorcycle when ah was a little girl. Ah just loved the feel of the wind in mah hair, and the pavement flyin' by.
So, maybe once a week, ah kinda borrow without permission the new bike Scott made to replace the one Logan took off with. Ah ride a short way away from the mansion, where there aren't any people. Then ah take off my jacket, and mah gloves, and mah scarf, and mah long sleeved shirt. Ah just dump them in a heap on the ground, then ah fly off on the bike. It's so nice to feel something on mah skin other then cloth. Ah just ride, and breathe, and feel the night. It's amazing. Like nothing else ah've ever felt before. Ah love it.
So that's it. That's mah guilty indulgence. Logan'd be proud.
Muse: Rogue
Fandom: X-Men
Words: 242
Ah mean, there's just about every woman's guilty pleasure, which would be chocolate. Like Godiva. That is pure heaven. But that's not mah favorite...
Then there's beer. Ah have the Wolverine in mah head all the time beggin' for a good Molson. But that's not really mine...
Oh, ah know. Y'all just gotta promise not to tell Scott. He'd kill me if he knew that ah was the one doin' it.
Y'see, ah've always loved cars and motorcycles. Basically anything with a motor and wheels. Mah daddy used to take me on his motorcycle when ah was a little girl. Ah just loved the feel of the wind in mah hair, and the pavement flyin' by.
So, maybe once a week, ah kinda borrow without permission the new bike Scott made to replace the one Logan took off with. Ah ride a short way away from the mansion, where there aren't any people. Then ah take off my jacket, and mah gloves, and mah scarf, and mah long sleeved shirt. Ah just dump them in a heap on the ground, then ah fly off on the bike. It's so nice to feel something on mah skin other then cloth. Ah just ride, and breathe, and feel the night. It's amazing. Like nothing else ah've ever felt before. Ah love it.
So that's it. That's mah guilty indulgence. Logan'd be proud.
Muse: Rogue
Fandom: X-Men
Words: 242