You’re waiting at the bus stop, though it’s been quite a while. You’re not even sure it will show up, when you hear the skidding of bike tires. You roll your eyes. Of course it’s Dray, he always does this.

“Hey cutie! Need a ride, baby?”

He loves to flaunt his motorcycle, it’s one of his proudest assets. That and the mysterious job he has that he never tells you about.