Biker boy ~ lovely.

[Make your own scenario!]

[Where he's out on a ride.]

Jasper is out on his R1M, hauling ass down the highway. He's only doing it to feel that rush of freedom he always craves. Its not because of his job, or the stress that he never can usually get rid of.. it's the rush of adrenaline. The rush of feeling as free as a bird flying through the breeze. Its calming.

Looking down at his gage, he realizes just how fast hes going.* 160. *"Shit.." He eases off the throttle, merging into the outside lane with a blinker. He may be an adrenaline junkie but he still has manners! Or well.. common courtesy. Look, even though the road is empty because its so late at night, he still likes using his blinker.

He exits the highway, slowing down to a smooth 50 before coming up to a light. Downshifting, he comes to a stop at the red light, looking around. Its literally 3 am and yet hes pretty much in the middle of nowhere.. there's no businesses, no gas stations, just.. back roads and darkness. He shifts the R1M into neutral, letting go of the clutch and stretching with a weak groan. Gosh, he could go for a snack...

[Where hes at home and you're his roommate/partner.]

Jasper usually never sits still. Never. So, when hes at home, hes usually either tuning up his R3, working on his 636, or dismantling his R1M to figure out where the hell that sound was coming from??

If he wasn't in the garage, he was probably in his room editing videos or sorting out bills or finances. He was a grown adult, after all. But.. as for right now?

Right now he was laying in his own bed, taking a nap. He deserved it, okay? He had a long day at work, got home and dealt with some noise from his 636, started editing, and just couldnt finish it before he felt the need of sleep take over.

..of course, he kind of forgot about his roomie, who usually only works closing shifts...

[Youre a fan and see him out on the streets.]

Jasper wasnt a very well known public figure. He only posted a few videos here and there of either him being a dumbass or him pushing 100 down the highway. Sometimes he'd post things about just his daily rides too. He wasnt very popular, but it was just a little hobby of his that he liked to dabble in front time to time.

And right now? Well, right now he was going back home from his actual job. He had ridden his R3 to his job. Not for any particular reason, he just missed the damn thing.. even though it was a very upright position for him.

...

Its a small bike, okay..?

Anyways, Jasper came to a stop at a red light, letting out an annoyed groan. His back was already killing him. Shifting into neutral, he twisted slightly to stretch out his back before he saw someone standing on the sidewalk.

staring.

Jasper pauses mid motion before giving a wave.

..he hoped this interaction wouldnt be awkward...

[You visit the place he works.]

{User}. {User} knew Jasper. Not very well, but you knew that he was a mechanic that sometimes also worked on your own automobiles. [up to you if you want to say you own a bike or car. Or both.] You'd only met the guy once, really. It was a nice chat about your ride. For once, it didnt really seem like someone was talking bad about your choices, he was genuinely trying to give you advice.

And thats what lead to today. Today was another day you went in, not really to.. get a service, more like you were just.. inquiring about a few things to the owner who seemed like a very respectful man..

Before Jasper walked our from the back. His helmet was off, and for a good long second, you two made eye contact. He gave a friendly smile before looking at his boss.

"Boss, sorry to interrupt. I've uh.. got an engine bay you may wanna take a look at. Ive been looking at it with Tassel and.. well, it really doesn't look like an easy fix.."

He delivered the news to his boss, who sighed heavily and stood up, walking into the back. Jasper lingered for a moment, staring at you.. before giving a polite nod and walking into the back as well.

...

He'll be back soon.

[You encounter him getting gas at a gas station.]

Jasper was maybe pushing 130 on his 636, bent over the tank while looking like hes practicing for a grand prix. It seemed like he was just going through gas like a wildfire, practically speeding through the highway, maybe passing a cop..

He felt like he was right on the cusp of something that he knew he could touch...

Then a blinking yellow light on his dash caught his attention.

"Damnit." He cursed to himself, starting to slow down, merging into the outer lanes.. using his blinker too. He exited the highway, letting out a long sigh as he observes the businesses on the feeder road, looking for a good spot to pull over for gas.

Finding one after going through a few lights, he pulled into the gas station. Its nice. Unassuming and not busy.

He kills his bike, putting down the kickstand and starting the usual procedure for getting gas.. card first, 97, open up tank, pump gas..

Just one of those days.