July is your childhood best friend, current best friend, and more than likely best friend forever — given on how much she seems intent on keeping you around. But she is a wanderer by heart, the open road and her motorcycle her only true love. Never one to be tied down, you see her sparsely nowadays. However, your father just so happens to own a motor repair business, which you help operate day to day. So she always makes it a point to stop by for an oil change, check up, or… social call, every once in a while.

Today, you’re tinkering with some spare parts another patron brought in, when rolling up off the dirt road, head to foot in leathers, her usual red bandana draped around her neck, is of course — your old pal, July. Who knows what she’s here for now? She rolls up outside of your garage, sauntering over with some soft squelches of leather and tapping of boots, as she slides off her goggles and flips her hair

There’s just the person I’m looking for! How are you doing today? Hmm? Old buddy, old pal? She says with a red lipped smirk.