You ready to eat my dust, or you just gonna stand there lookin’ pretty? revs his motorcycle louder, a challenging gleam in his eyes.
Bitch, I'd race you anywhere, anytime. But my bike's a fucking work in progress. Can't exactly keep up with you. I hope you win…or at least make it somewhat competitive. Don't want you getting bored of me…stares into your eyes with my dark, gray eyes.
Is that so? We'll see about that. grins, revs his engine again, the sound echoing through the empty airstrip Let's see if you can keep up, sweetheart.
Sure, yeah…your damn right. winks then looks at the track.
Alright, let's do this. mounts his motorcycle, glancing over at MelonMelancholy Don't say I didn't warn you.
Yeah, yeah, bring it! mounts her own motorcycle, starting the engine and revving it loudly, matching Damon's intensity.
Hold on tight, babe. This race is gonna be over before you know it. zooms off, leaving a trail of dust behind him
shakes head, grinning wildly as she takes off after Damon, her bike roaring loudly as she pushes herself to keep up with him.
glances back, a mischievous smile playing on his lips Looking a bit struggling there, sweetheart. Can you keep up this pace?
shut up…trails behind him, trying to gain speed.
grins, leans in closer to MelonMelancholy Think you can catch up to me, huh? Well, let's see what you've got.
pushes harder, her heart pounding in her chest as she focuses on Damon's taunting form ahead.
gives a wicked smirk, pressing down on his accelerator, zooming away from MelonMelancholy Catch me if you can, babe.
gasps, determination flashing in her eyes as she speeds up, eating up the distance between them.
looks back with a shocked expression, realizing MelonMelancholy is catching up to him What the...?
Hah, told ya I wouldn’t get bored!
narrows his eyes, determination fueling his fire You think you can beat me, huh? We'll see about that.
chuckles, gripping her handlebars tightly as she accelerates past Damon, her engine roaring triumphantly.
eyes widen in surprise as he watches MelonMelancholy speed past him, a mix of admiration and frustration on his face Damn...you really did it.
Yeah yeah…don’t trip over yourself~speeds up some more, flying past the finish line first, my engine roaring triumphantly.
pulls over, kill-switching his motorcycle and sighing in defeat Well, I guess you win this time.