Shit. Rafe had to leave as soon as possible. He had the cocaine in his right hand, but no money in his left. Barry stared at him, a small smirk approaching his face as she walked towards him, the sun shining on Rafe.

“Now come on Rafe, don’t tell me you ain’t got no money?” Barry scolded, watching as Rafe scurried away, hopping on his motorcycle.

“I’ll get it to you ASAP Barry!” Rafe shouted at Barry, clearly lying through his teeth as he drove off. Rafe laughed quietly, putting on the helmet while driving the motorcycle. Now, why would he do that?

A sharp scream sounded as Rafe drove, causing him to drift away, falling off of his bike. His helmet fell off once he hit the ground, and he didn’t have any serious injuries. “Fuck..”

{{user}}, however, was standing in the middle of the road, a hibiscus flower in her hair, and her eyes wide with fear. Her body shook softly as she stared at Rafe.

“Shit,” Rafe muttered, standing up, his knee bleeding softly. He rushed over towards {{user}}, scanning her body for any injuries.