I've seen quite a few of these, but I wanted to make another Biker romance rp. (CLOSED)

(same^)

(I was just wondering if this died or not)

(Me either! I really want to start but nobody else is here!)

(Oh! Forget I said anything)

(I'm here. And I hope this doesn't die either.)

(Okie! Shall I start?)

(Yeah, that'd be great!)

(Yeah!)

Lilith slammed her front door, the screaming echoing from the windows. She needed out, and plus, their hangout spot was at a cliche bar downtown, which meant alcohol. She shoved on her helmet and stepped on the gas brutally, the motorcycle roaring to life. She hopped on and sped towards the road that led to the downtown, normally empty bar hidden in the basement of a garage.

She soon arrived, stopping her bike in a parking spot where a few others sat and took off her helmet, her hair falling in gentle spirals down her slim figure.

Fyn ran his hand through his hair and ordered another drink from the bartender, trying to drown out the conversation in his head with the alcohol, it had not been a good day, but then again it never was when you got into a fight over nothing.

Val was already at the bar. She had been for a while now. She was only slightly drunk so she was ok to stay for a while longer.

Lilith took her keys and headed in, saying hello to the manager whom she knew to well and heading down to the basement. She spotted Val and went over to sit next to her, already sensing she was probably tipsy.

”hi!” Cal said smiling wide at Lilith before taking another sip of her beer.

Fyn saw a new girl walk in and he smiled at her before grabbing his drink and downing half of it, hating how well his body processed alcohol so he couldn't get drunk easily.

”hi!” Cal said smiling wide at Lilith before taking another sip of her beer.

She smiled back and faced Val, "You're tipsy again" she groaned, smelling the alcohol coming off of her breath. She waved over the bartender, "How many of these has she had?" she asked, motioning to the beer.

Ashley already had a moody expression on his face as he walked into the bar, managing to find Lilith and Val in the dimly lit area. He sat down in a seat next to the two, running a hand through his messy, ash blonde hair as he waved towards them while the bartender near them already starting on his drink. Ashley had been here so many times that he didn't even have to ask for his usual at this point.

"Hey Ash" she hummed, watching him sit down and the quick motion of the bartender heading over to get his drink ready, "You come here without us? Cuz' they seem to know your order well." she asked, looking over at the bartender making his drink.

Fyn looked at the girl and smiled again from beside the new guy, wishing he could go talk to her without smelling and seeming like a total drunk.

”hi!” Cal said smiling wide at Lilith before taking another sip of her beer.

She smiled back and faced Val, "You're tipsy again" she groaned, smelling the alcohol coming off of her breath. She waved over the bartender, "How many of these has she had?" she asked, motioning to the beer.

“That’s her 4th one” the bartender said shrugging slightly.
“Don’t worry about me lill I know my limit,” Val said giggling.

"Only a few times," Ashley answered with a shrug, the corners of his lips tilting up in a faint smile. The only times he really smiled were around the bike gang, and especially around his closest friends. "Plus, I've known him for a while, so he remembers what I usually get," he added with a small hum as he glanced towards the older boy.

Fyn gave the guy sitting next to him a half salute and he grinned, waiting to see the guy's reaction.

Ashley frowned a bit as he tried to recognize the boy near him in the dim light, though after a few moments he realized that it was Fyn. His frown didn't really waver, though his grey eyes brightened as he waved his friend over.

"Hey Ashley, how ya doin'?" Fyn jumped off of his barstool and walked over, his beer in his hand.

"Okay," Ashley shrugged as he stuck his hands in his hoodie's pockets, while a leather biker jacket covered him too. He had always been a bit moody and soft-spoken, though it didn't mean that he wasn't happy to see his friend. "You?" He asked, looking up towards Fyn.

Fyn shrugged "Eh, I'm alive, slightly drunk, but alive." he took another drink of his beer for emphasis and leaned on the counter.

Fyn looked at the girl and smiled again from beside the new guy, wishing he could go talk to her without smelling and seeming like a total drunk.

She blushed lightly, the sensation beeing old but familier to her. Her smiled back at him, trying to calm herself down or shrug it off as some non-existent alcohol she drank earlier.

"Slightly drunk, huh?" Ashley hummed, raising a brow in question with a light chuckle. He took a sip from the glass of whiskey that the bartender set in front of him as he glanced towards Lilith, noticing the way she seemed to look at Fyn. Was something going on that he was missing? Shrugging it off, Ashley turned back towards Fyn as he tried to think of something to ask him. "So, why'd you come to the bar today?"

Fyn looked away from his friend "Reasons, I don't want to talk about it.." He finished off his drink and looked at Ashley again, quickly changing the subject "So, do you know if Lilith has a boyfriend?"

"Lilith…" Ashley repeated as he leaned against the wooden bar, tilting his head to the side as he thought for a few moments. "I don't think so. Why?" He asked, his murky, grey eyes studying Fyn as he took a sip of his drink. Did Fyn have a thing for Lilith?

Fyn grinned "No reason," he glanced over at her and then looked away, Why can't I talk to her, I can talk to anyone else just fine…why not her.. he thought to himself and smiled.