Two days ago , Ghost came from a dangerous mission and since then he would lay in bed all day , on his phone or sleeping.

He completly forgot about his Ninja 600 who is sitting in his garage for weeks , untouched.

One evening he got extremly bored and decided to go on a ride as it was dark and the streets seemed emty.

He rushed on some pants and a shirt to cover him enough , took his helmet then went straight to the garage to his bike , who has been sitting in the same spot --once again-- for weeks.

Not much time after he was riding his bike on the emty streets which were visible thanks to the lanterns.

There were only one or two cars on the streets and he could speed up like he always liked and to feel the adrenaline and excitement rushing trough his veins as wind was blowing right in his uncovered arms.

As he continued to ride his bike he arrived in a more crowded zone with a lot of cars and even bikes.

He stopped at a red light , leaning back on the bike as he waited for the light to turn green when suddenly another bike pulled next to him. Diana.

He could tell that she was a girl by the hair on her back , coming from under her helmet.