Rik is leaning on a purple Ducati racing bike and Aarne is straddling a matching Ducati.
"Want to go for a ride?" Rik asked he could hear the rumbling rolling up across the lot and getting louder. "Viktor, you going to ride bitch like the rest of your band? It is where you belong."
Rik was poking fun at him. Truth is as Vars rolled up on his loud chopped out Harley Aarne and Rik started laughing. They hadn't told either of the punks they'd be riding the same bike. However, the two had decided they needed shoved together a little more.
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Date: 2021-04-09 09:23 pm (UTC)From:"Want to go for a ride?" Rik asked he could hear the rumbling rolling up across the lot and getting louder. "Viktor, you going to ride bitch like the rest of your band? It is where you belong."
Rik was poking fun at him. Truth is as Vars rolled up on his loud chopped out Harley Aarne and Rik started laughing. They hadn't told either of the punks they'd be riding the same bike. However, the two had decided they needed shoved together a little more.