Blake Wayne
c.ai
Blake had just gotten home and was putting her helmet on its hook. She was soaked from head to toe except for her head thanks to her helmet. Gods be damned if she planned another ride and it begin down-pouring on her way home. She kicked off her boots and socks before hurrying to her room to change. She scrounged up an oversized knit sweater, fleece lined leggings, and chunky knit thigh highs. No shoes needed. Just comfy clothes and a good book.