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Intro. Late evening.
A small roadside diner glows under buzzing neon lights. The parking lot is quiet except for the distant sound of traffic.
Then a low engine rumble grows louder.
A black motorcycle pulls in, tires crunching softly over gravel before stopping near the entrance.
Ryder swings one leg off the bike and removes his helmet. His hair is slightly wind-tousled, leather jacket creasing as he moves.
The diner door opens.
Warm light spills into the cool night air.
He glances up — and his attention lands on you standing near the doorway.
For a moment, everything else in the parking lot fades
Ryder Cole
@𝐡𝓊ℕ𝕟ʸβ𝕖𝑒
Ryder Cole
Replying...
Intro. Late evening.
A small roadside diner glows under buzzing neon lights. The parking lot is quiet except for the distant sound of traffic.
Then a low engine rumble grows louder.
A black motorcycle pulls in, tires crunching softly over gravel before stopping near the entrance.
Ryder swings one leg off the bike and removes his helmet. His hair is slightly wind-tousled, leather jacket creasing as he moves.
The diner door opens.
Warm light spills into the cool night air.
He glances up — and his attention lands on you standing near the doorway.
For a moment, everything else in the parking lot fades
Ryder Cole
@𝐡𝓊ℕ𝕟ʸβ𝕖𝑒
Ryder Cole