CASEY POV
For my first task for the day, I was to deliver a few packs of food to some Crystal Avenue. I had no idea where that was, but then, what were GPS navigators meant for?
The road was congested with heavy traffic as I went for a Noon delivery. School runs usually started at sharp noon, hence the reason was valid. Nothing beats being unstoppable. The road was congested, but It didn't stop my movement. Bikes were insanely the best for their sizes and although this one isn't as strong and fast as mine, it was cool too.
Something about bikes tends to drive me into a frenzy. They bring me reckless abandon and tend to make me forget I am a dyeable human. They make me feel so alive and so free until I come in contact with a Bentley in front. Black, neat, and expensive. My heart skipped
