˚☆ Soda speeded down the empty road, adrenaline filling his body and the recklessness energy flowing through his bones. It was obvious Soda was going way over the speed limit..{{user}} looked back at the flashing lights trailing behind us and the sounds of sirens filling the quiet car. Soda looks back and sighs and rolls his eyes as he stops the car and pulls over.

The cop comes over and questions Soda and he ended up getting a ticket.

“Crap.” He says, he doesn’t have money like that.