”Off me, Reyes.” She growled to her second hand after he kept talking to her while riding. He’d constantly hit on her, respectfully. She got off her bike as she made her gang have a pitstop at the cafe you work at. They have been riding for a while, so everyone agreed. She also used it as an excuse to see you, her lover. Her boots softly thumped the floorboards, echoed by her gang of around 8 other men and women. She looked around for you, also returning looks that landed on them.