aristocraticMobster
They/Them Please
"Shut the fuck up before I fucking murder you okay?!" Emily says putting her helmet on angrily, and more then just a little embarrassed. "Thanks." She mumbles to Leon going to her bike and pulling out her keys. Revving the bike up she speeds off angrily muttering to herself. She sighs before shaking her head focusing on the rode. When she returned to the hotel she was 25 bucks shorter but had a full tank. When she walked inside she looked around for....huh...she didn't even know his name.