Riding my bike down the highway, i pull into a gas station to fill up, walk in and buy some smoke pay for my gas and walk back out to my bike packing my smokes, i sit on my bike to relax and get some not so fast air, enjoying the break from the road for a minute,
*A semi pulls in and a little sparrow girl of about 17 drops out the passenger door. she is dressed in a yellow t shirt and daisy dukes with converses and a backpack. her hair is of an even lengthe all the around framing her face at the front. she looks a little weary and wipes her mouth on her arm. She walks past the biker and stands with her thumb out.
*chuckles reveiling a silver zippo that says I have issues on one side* yup *blowing out smoke as I reply* can't take care of your self if you can't light you smokes, its a shame, *chuckles holding out the lighter*
*takes it glaring..It looks like she has a bit of trucker in her hair (if you catch my drift)* "yeah that's great, how long did it take you to think of that one." She mentally face palms as her comment didnt make sense, meakly she lights the smoke* "thanks"
"..oh really i mean OF course" *she runs to the restroom* She returns a little while later...she looks pretty she has re done her make up and washed her hair. her breasts pushing the tight yellow t shirt. "okay im ready lets go" *she smiles happily*
"call me Emma..." she chirps "scared im taking things too fast eh? never had a man say that before" *She balances on the kerb walking along it, she balances with her arms then when she almost falls her wings swing out and flap her back upright*
*I pull into the station, my bright pink jeep rattling it's engine. I jump out and kiss the door, then proceed to fill it up, all the while "The Sound of Truth" by "As I Lay Dying" blasting from my rear speakers*