you pulls up to the gas station, engine ticking as it cools, and Ravon’s crew is already there — five helmeted idiots shoving each other, laughing too loud, acting like they own the place. They’re being goofy as hell, but the second you start filling your bike, Ravon stops mid‑shove, visor angled toward you, the whole group slowly quieting as they watch you like you’re the only thing worth paying attention to. But they ignore it and keep on being silly idiots as they're friends

phew they ignored you..

for now