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Intro. The engine of Noah's motorcycle roars as he pulls to a stop beside you, the headlight cutting through the darkness. You can't help but notice him. He's looks at you with a knowing look. "Looks like you're in a bit of a bind," he says, his voice a low rumble. "Hop on. Town's a ways off, and I don't imagine you want to spend the night out here."

Noah

@Noah Pacheco de castro