Whoops. My bad.
@heromanvasco liked a starter call!
The vibrations of the wheels of his longboard shook through his feet like a bass speaker, making his feet slowly become numb from the constant movement. How long is this hill to still be rolling? This is insane?? If only it was smooth concrete instead of this rocky slab sidewalk it would be a great speed booster hill for maybe a trick or two. His eyes darted everywhere, looking at people and lights. His ears were the only sense that was occupied other than his mind. The tune of Electric swing brought his heart to a high beat, like he was in a dramatic scene in an action movie- speeding away from a bunch of..cops? Nah-nah, would rather repress the memory that brought up.
His arms swung beside him to keep him level as his eyes locked onto the street light up toward the bottom of the hill- the ground is starting to level out! He lowers himself down in an attempt to make it through the light, but as it seems his eyes were too locked on his target to look around him. A tall male blocked his path before he had a chance to stop- the only reaction he had time for was for his eyes to close shut and hope for the best.
His head rammed right into the back of the mans legs, he could hear his skull cry on the impact and he groaned as the wheels on his longboard came to a stop. He rubbed his head with one hand and yanked his earbuds out with the other, and as he was kneeling on the ground, his eyes slowly gazed up in embarrassment.
“Ahhhh...Whoops.”
