The Motorcyclists of Our Irredeemable Future. (Private RP with @Skylark)

Brenna rolled her eyes. "It's not very hard to spot me out of a crowd. I am quite tall if you haven't noticed. Anyway, ready?"

"Well, I'm not all that tall myself, so what if I couldn't see past other people?" Kendal teasingly retorted, grabbing onto Brenna's hand again. "Alrighty, let's head out." She led them back out of the club and to her motorcycle, which was parked in the alley. "Here, I have a spare helmet," she said, getting them out, then put on her jacket and swung her leg over the bike and settled in.

Brenna sat behind the other and took the helmet. "Hm…" He put it on and adjusted it a little before, unhesitantly wrapping her arms around Kendall's waist and leaning forward, ready to ride.

(Bump)

(hiya sorry. took a nap >.<)

(Fun. Naps are nice. ^~^

It's quite alright.)

(Didja fall asleep again or something? ;u;)

(oof, no XD. my mom called me out of my cave to help her with something)

(Oh okay! xD)

Kendall grinned inside her helmet. She liked Brenna's arms around her. Just to show off, she revved the bike loudly, before peeling out of the alley and into the almost empty city street. It took all of 3 minutes to get to the cafe, likely because Kendall broke multiple speed laws, and when they did, she waited for Brenna to get off before swinging back off herself. "Alrighty, here we are!"

Brenna got off and looked around. "Sweet. I liked that speed." She took off the helmet, showing the grin that was concealed behind it. "I never go that fast. You have balls, you know that?" She glanced at Kendall.

Kendall took off her helmet and grinned back, running a hand through her cotton candy hair. "Hell yeah I do," she replied. "Fast is the best way to go."

Brenna laughed gently. "Anyway, let's go inside before cops chase after us."

"Good idea," Kendall chuckled as they walked in. "Don't wanna get arrested while the night is still young."

Brenna inhaled deeply as the calm atmosphere of the cafe washed over her. It was small, quaint and comfily interiored in leather-brown booths, retro-styled countertops and spiny chairs near a wall. Potted plants hung down from the ceiling, which their pleasant aromas mixed with the hazy smell of coffee.

(Hi, just a quick thing, if it's alright with you, could you change the name of the rp? Sorry, it's just my mom checks over my history sometimes, and I'm pretty sure I know how she'd feel about something with lgbt+ in the name. Just to clarify, it doesn't bother me and she doesn't hate it, but she doesn't love it either)

(Okay, yeah, I'll change it.)

(thanks and sorry)

(No, that's quite all right. My mom does the same thing, with the history and all. I'm not even supposed to have a Notebook.ai account. ^~^ (she miraculously doesn't question it, though))

(thank you, I appreciate it. Also as far as my mom knows this is just a site for organizing OCs.
Also, LOVE the new name)

(You're welcome! And I will absolutely use that excuse if you don't mind.)

(lol go ahead. gotta help out our internet pals)

(Yes help all the pals! ^D^

Would you like to continue?)

(yeppers)

Kendall smiled as she watched Brenna take in the cafe. The look of satisfied wonderment on her face was adorable. "Wanna grab a seat? I can go order for us," she offered.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." Brenna told Kendall what she wanted and picked out a private booth near the back of the restaurant.

Kendall headed to the counter to order and waited the five minutes it took for them to fix their drinks. Humming, she took the drinks back to the booth Brenna had chosen. "Here you go," she said, sitting down and handing Brenna her drink.

Brenna took it. "Thanks… uh… I never caught your name."

Kendall blinked. "Oh, how silly of me," she said, with a chuckle. "The name's Kendall, pleased to meet you."

Brenna nodded. "Brenna. Nice to meet you too."

"That's a lovely name," Kendall replied, smiling and taking a sip of her hot chocolate.