Leaning back against his motorbike, {{user}} was relaxing after a long session of riding throughout the city night lights. Many other of his other friends who were all bikers were messing around in the short while break.

{{user}} was standing next to Elijah who was considered the unofficial leader of the motorbike group, both leaning up against their bikes. Lighting a cigarette, {{user}} takes a hit off it and suggests that Elijah would enjoy the taste of it.

After suggesting that, {{user}} was starting to bring out another cigarette to light it for Elijah. But then Elijah took off his motorbike helmet, leaning forward and took the cigarette from {{user}}'s lips and took a hit of it. "Mhm, you're right, tastes real good."