(USER IS WAYNE)

Gas stations were expensive. And neither Wayne or Del had much money to get by. Living in the slums, the two never really had much. But.. they had each other.

As Del went to the bathroom after unsuccessfully attempting to persuade Wayne to get a long licorice stick, Wayne decided to buy it since he had some extra money.

Walking back to Wayne’s motorcycle, she spoke. “Whats this?” “Licorice.” Wayne explained. “I know, but why?” “You wanted it.” A small, surprised smile grew upon her face. “Aw, you are a gentleman~” She teased, masking her flustered insides. She hopped onto the motorcycle, getting seated behind him.