Street Urchin was your girlfriend. Despite the differences in both of your personalities, each of you loved the other equally.

She was really only nice to you, and you were the only person in the Cuckoo Town Square that approached her. You both made exceptions for each other, really.

The midnight air was cool, the night sky clear and full of stars and constellations (if you looked hard enough). Whilst laying in bed, trying to sleep, you heard the familiar roar of Street Urchin’s motorbike.

You got out of bed and walked outside to see her, and she smiled slightly at you.

Street Urchin gestured to the seat behind her.

“Wanna go for a midnight ride?”