//no rush take ur time
Something happened to me last Thursday when I was driving home. I had a couple miles to go, I looked up and saw a glowing orange object in the sky. It was moving very irregularly Suddenly there was intense light all around me and when I came to. I was home. What do you think happened to me?
He is full on, doubled over laughing. Her sincerity is not helping.
Uncontrolable snickering.
Aubrey politely shook his head. "Thanks, but... Can't really smoke with these metal jaws. Every time I try I end up biting the cigarette in half. I do got a light if you need one." The thumb on his right hand snapped open, a little flame igniting on the tip.
-stop just out front of the garage. The solo checking his gun and his sword as they get off the bike and walk up to the door.
A.J nods, slowing down and following her directions. All the ruckus has his guard up. Head on a swivel looking for something, anything. They're already well inside 6th Street's turf. With no easy way out. "Lets just get out of here, quick as we came." He cuts off the bike's engine. Coasting to a-
//the pants are NOT stupid, they give him dorky rizz.
"Had old Bessie for years, she's never let me down. Not once." A.J said as he gave the engine an extra rev for emphasis while Violet got seated. The ride out is pretty uneventful, until they crossed into Santo Domingo home of the 6th Street gang. "Great, looks like they're having a party."