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âFuck!â Jack cursed. He went to go start his bike and the engine gave a loud roar before immediately cutting out. Though the noise that really worried him was the one that he barely heard, which lead him to believe a pin had somehow come loose in the engine and that he wasnât going anywhere. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to call Mira to see if she could bring the truck over so he could load the bike up and take it home. However, his phone rang once before dying. âFuck!â he huffed in frustration again. He glanced around and saw a guy looking in his direction. âSorry,â he apologized though he wasnât even sure what for, âUm, would you happen to have a phone I could borrow?â
Something was obviously wrong, Tae decided. He watched the man and his motorcycle - the initial source of the noise that startled Tae, though how he missed it before was anyone's guess. He watched the man attempt to start the bike with no luck. Tae didn't know much about motorcycles, but he could at least tell when one sounded wrong. Tae felt rude for staring, but he felt even worse when he got caught. "Uh, yeah!" he said, setting his sketchbook and stuff aside to dig his phone out of his bag. "Here, but it's set in Korean. If you want me to dial for you, I can," Tae said, holding his phone out for the other.











