you and nolan had been smoking buddies for a while, meeting up late at night in dark alleyways to have a smoke together and talk. it's late and you're waiting for him to show up

the sound of a motorcycle echos through the alley, and at the end of it is nolan. his dark bike glistening in the moonlight as he hops off of it and takes his helmet off, heading your way

"wanna go for a ride?"

he chuckles, smirking as he looks down at you, his hair messy from his helmet