Rescue Me From Here | Closed | Clara
With the sound of the motorbike coming down the road, Melody ran to the door. Glancing behind her to see if the noise had woken her mother, she opened the door. She smiled to Clara; she shut the door rather loudly and ran to the brunette in half the steps it would normally take.
"Put this on!" Clara handed Melody the spare helmet, waiting for the blonde to put it on and get behind her. Making sure her arms were around her waist, she drove down the road, right as Amelia opened the door and began to shout anything and everything at them. Briefly, she wondered if the Scottish woman was chasing after them in pajamas and a robe, but she couldn’t care less. Right now, she had drinks to buy for the lovely girl behind her.
Melody quickly put the helmet on, getting on the bike and holding onto Clara, her blonde curls peeking out from beneath the helmet. She could hear her mother's shouts behind them and leaned against the older woman, the rumble of the bike beneath her. She smirked as they rode, happy for the getaway.
