he was waiting outside his apartment building, cigarette in hand as he lit it, he leaned against the brick wall, his motorbike parked in front of him as he started off into the sky, pink and orange tones fading into deep indigo, you had been begging him for him to take you on a ride for forever, and today he agreed, you and Claude had been in a situationship for a while, more than friend but not explicitly lovers, he placed the cigarette to his lips, as he waited for you to arrive