Deer in Headlights | Open
Every night was a busy one at the club. It didn't matter if it was a weekday or not. People liked going out and having fun and that would never change. Luckily for Gina she would never have to worry about a job for a long time to come. Of course she knew she couldn't be a bartender forever, but she could certainly indulge that side of her for as long as possible. There was no harm in living the way she wanted to until it was time for her to settle into a different lifestyle.
This particular night though, Gina was running rather late for work. Some how her keys ended up in the oddest place. She knew she hadn't put them there which only meant that her sister was hiding them so that she could take the motorcycle instead, which was something that Gina absolutely hated. Her bike was hers and she was not going to let anyone else on it unles they needed a ride from her. Even then she was rather selfish with her beauty she had saved up for.
Now in a rush to work she weaved in and out of cars. She could hear the horns blaring from the cars she cut off but she didn't have time to care. It was a dangerous practice but she was confident enough that she'd be fine. Seeing the street up ahead that would lead her to the club, she noticed that there was a rather heavy traffic jam. She quickly took a short cut to get past it all. When she was about to exit the alley she had to suddenly brake hard enough that her back wheel popped up and thudded back down. Lifting the sheild of her helmet she looked at the bystander that had been crossing. "You alright?"
