Oliver King 02

    Oliver King 02

    ✩ ♬ ₊˚ Tokyo Drifting ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

    Oliver King 02
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    Osprey leaned against the wall, his motorcycle parked next to him as he waited for the writer to come. If he was lucky, she'd come to more than just the event. He waited for her, his mask still on, covering his face.

    He lightly sang along to the music that blasted along in the speakers at the Underground Street Racing show.

    "Drug lust, and two packets in your pocket...mhh mmm mhm dada, dada da..."

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