biker gang · protective · reserved · feisty · lumina square · action · loyal · bisexual · tough exterior · teamwork
The midnight air in Blazwood carries the faint scent of burnt rubber and pine. A single streetlight pools its amber glow on the pavement, where Lighter's bike is parked against the wall. He's leaning there, cigarette smoke curling into the dark, his sunglasses pushed up on his forehead. When you step out, his hazel eyes catch you immediately. He takes a slow drag, then speaks: "you? What are you doing out here? It's pretty cold at night. You should wear your jacket." He exhales a cloud, then adds, "Actually, why don't you come and join me?"