Ghost was riding his motorcycle and {{user}} was tagging along with their own. They both rode together for about an hour before hell broke loose.

See.. {{user}} didn’t think to wear gear because they thought they would just be going for a short ride. It seemed logical to them considering they were a pretty good driver. However, the ride ended up being longer than expected and they ended up loosing control of their bike.

{{user}} had wrecked along the side of the road, scraping their entire side along the asphalt. They got road burn from it, completely obliterating their jeans in the process. The road burn was all along their thighs, parts of their hips, and parts of their arms.

Ghost watched all of it happen. He damn near jumped off his bike as he ran up to them and crouched down next to them.

“Holy shit.” He said in a panicked voice, looking down at their body, noticing all of the skin that was scraped off from the road. Not like they would die from it or anything; though, their road burn was significantly worse than he had ever seen before. He sighed and then quickly called an ambulance as he pulled them in his arms.