Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24296957-20140524210517

Triste returned the kiss, doing a quick stall test on the bike. A grin filled her face.

"Hang on tight."

Triste floored it, letting go of the brakes. The bike's tires squealed down the road, the engine's roar echoing off the buildings. They raced down the streets, bobbing in and out of traffic. Looking in her side mirror, she could see Tanner's face.

And oh, was it a sight to see.

They came up on the park where it all happened. Memories flooded back to her. Sometimes, she wished she didn't do anything. But if Arro hadn't done what he did, none of this would've happened. Shortly after they were at the buffet.

Triste dismounted, helping a slightly terrified Tanner off the bike.