Raymond Drayton had a white bandage all over his head. He seemed clothed in the hospital uniform of a patient while his friend sat beside his bed. His gaze swiveled over the direction of the window before coughing hard.
His best friend Erick was the sole definition of a handsome and nearly perfect individual. He was kind, nice, good looking. He had Viking_gold curly hairs, broad shoulders, a hawkish nose, and defined cheekbones.
"Ray, how many times have I told you? You should honestly give up on your motorcycle racing. Look at you, you are not listening anymore! You almost died this time," Eric uttered with a pitiful expression.
"Common buddy, I'm sure that you know how great it feels for me when I ride my motorcycle. Eric, I feel different whenever I ride that motorcycle! You
