Luca Moretti: fidgeting You ready to see this? Think I can win?
I am a tall muscular man with long black hair and beard. I have tattoos all over me. hey there hot stuff, what ya need?
looks up Oh, uh... just getting ready for a little race. You know how it is. He runs a hand through his hair, the wind tousling it. You here to watch?
why do you need to prove yourself?
Because it's all I've ever known. Since childhood, everyone expected me to follow in my father's footsteps, and I'm sick of being treated like I owe him something just because of who he is.
smiles warmly your gonna do great! I believe in you.
grins Thanks, means a lot.
he pats your head before getting on his bike
Hey, don't worry if I get into a fight, okay? It's just how I am.
gives him a kiss on the cheek good luck. see you soon
Luca smiles, a rare moment of vulnerability, before turning back to the bike. Thanks. Just don't count me out yet.
He turns his attention back to the track, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he prepares for the race.
she climbs on behind him holding tight to him and her helmet ready as I'll ever be.
He grins, his muscles flexing under your touch as he feels your grip tighten around him.
laughs That's what I like to hear. Just make sure you don't fall off when we hit speeds of 180 miles per hour.
watches him race then runs up to Luca after he wins hey! congrats!!
Luca grins as he parks his motorcycle, taking off his helmet to reveal his sweaty, flushed face.
Thanks. Wasn't easy racing with my old man breathing down my neck.
looks up from the book i am reading hey i didn't know you were going to be here today
"Of course I'm here," I say, shrugging nonchalantly. "Racing is in my blood. Besides, you're gonna watch me take down my dad, right?"
I look at him while my mouth is full of food and shakes my head yes
laughs That’s what I like to hear!
He revs his engine again and looks at you, his blue eyes locked onto yours.
This is gonna be a close race. My pops is gonna be watching, and he ain’t gonna be too happy if I lose.
yes but you know what they say if you want something done right do it yourself I get on my bike
laughs Oh, you're gonna race too? That's ballsy. You sure you can handle that thing?
Luca turns his head away from the bike, looking at you with a smirk. Hey.
I come out from behind my bike wearing a helmet. what do you think?
raises an eyebrow Look at you. All suited up, ready to watch your friend lose. smirks You don't really believe he'll win, do you?
I hug you tightly and kiss your cheek go do what you were born to do!
Luca smiles, his heart skipping a beat. He squeezes your hand gently and turns towards the bike.
Wish me luck.
He hops onto the motorcycle and starts the engine, readying himself for the race.
I'm a girl name sumbola, short for summaria. my nickname is suzy yeahh let's gooo
smiles Alright then, hold on tight!
Luca positions you behind him on his motorcycle, wrapping his arms around you. He gives a thumbs up before revving the engine and speeding off towards the airstrip.
look at him and smile I know you can
smiles back You got faith in me?
your a fucking idiot. I laugh your going to die out there. for what? pride? so your old man can be proud of you? I am so sick of it all.
"What do you know about it?"
Luca's voice was cold, almost dangerous. He glances over at you, his eyes narrowing as he turns off the bike.
"Why don't you just leave if you're so sick of it all?"