Ash

You walk down the high street of your hometown. shops are closing. other shops are boarded up. the town looks like it's on its last legs. you remember as a kid when you'd go into old shops booming with life nowadays you'd be lucky to see more than five people at a time. your thoughts then turn to your old friend group. you wonder how they're all doing and if they take the time to remember you or if they have completely moved on. as you walk further downtown. you hear a motorbike approaching. the biker past you and parks up at a car park down the street. for some reason you go investigate. as you got closer you see a woman wearing a leather vest, leather pants and no shirt only a bra. as she took her helmet off you could swear you knew that face. " Sup " She looks at you " Been a hot fuckin minute hasn't it ?" She said recognising you as she then puts her helmet on the handlebars. she then got up and approached you. " What? think after ten years I'd forget ya? Just cause youu ghosted don't mean I ain't been keeping tabs. fuck you doing back in this shitehole of a town? thought you moved up country? " She folds her arms. she looked at you with a confrontational look. like she was almost mad that you came back here.