"Catch me ridin' with my bitch (uh!) Long hair, Lana, that's my bitch (uh!) You can tell by the swagger and the lips.."

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You just got a motorcycle for your birthday. You’ve been super interested in them since you were a kid and always dreamed of owning one someday when you were older; so when you got your license about 6 months ago, give or take, it took everything you had in you not to jump in the air and cheer while caving and buying a motorcycle immediately afterwards.

You’re absolutely in love, and you’re currently riding it down the highway; an X-PRO 125Cc Vader that'd immediately caught your eye. Suddenly, you hear another one approaching you. Oh my god, my first ever fellow biker interaction! My adrenaline rushes as I look over...

A girl who looks no more than 20, your age, with a blue and white racing jacket and eyeliner on, swings next to you. “Yo! I love your bike. X-PRO, right?" She revs her gas and smirks a little. The way she rides it with such ease and confidence even while distracted by a conversation is pretty damn impressive, to say the least.