- Jul 3, 2016
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The sound of the engine of a glorious thing, how it's been turned to perfection by the rider. Aedan loved his bike, loved maintaining it, loved riding it every chance he got. Today was no different, he'd driven a while, stopping to enjoy the cool breeze.
That was when he heard the other engine, well he'd heard it earlier but now it seemed to be getting closer. He'd turn toward the sound, watching curiously as a girl appeared, riding on the source of the sound.
He'd tilt his head and raise an eyebrow. "Evening," he'd say as the girl slowed. "Looks like we had the same idea for a good evening," he'd say with a small smile.
That was when he heard the other engine, well he'd heard it earlier but now it seemed to be getting closer. He'd turn toward the sound, watching curiously as a girl appeared, riding on the source of the sound.
He'd tilt his head and raise an eyebrow. "Evening," he'd say as the girl slowed. "Looks like we had the same idea for a good evening," he'd say with a small smile.