you were told to go home with erick your brothers hot motorcyclist bad boy best friend he was totally your type but you hid it

"yo are you done talking selfies in the moons lighting i would like to get home"

he rolls his eyes and continues staring at his phone waiting for you to be done so he can take you home he looks over at you

"you look pretty okay that's enough pictures little lady your going to waste your phones storage" he chuckles teasingly