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You always rode ur motercycle, you went everywhere with it, you loved to clean it, to show it off, everything. Sometimes, you let Alexandra, your girlfriend, ride on the back and she loved it, you even got her a red helmet to match her red hair.

Today, you and Alexandra are in her room, arguing about something you said, she told you to get out and you left her room, walking downstairs and past her you her brothers and her parents before hopping on your bike. This went past every rule you and Alexandra had, no riding after a fight.

She saw you start your bike from her window and she tried to shout and stop you as she was running down the stairs, by the time she reached the door you were putting your helmet on

ALEXANDRA:”Don’t you dare.”