That night, the Wild Hogs team members participated in a mini bike-race. After parking their bikes, they entered the bar and laughed at a joke told by Mr. Finn. Mason glanced at the wall clock to see the time. Grabbing two beer bottles, he handed one to Carl, who was staring at the tattoo Roger was sketching on his arm.
“Thanks,” Carl said as he received the beer bottle from Mason. Opening it, he gulped down the content, his Adam's apple bobbing along.
Mason glimpsed at the new tattoo on his arm and gave a small nod.
“You like it?” Carl asked while Mason nodded once again.
“Cool.” Mason said, taking a seat beside him..
“Dude. Have you forgotten it's Melanie's birthday? Remember, the party is starting by one A.M. and this is twelve thirty already,” Mason informed, taking his gaze back
