STARTER FOR: @kaliharmon LOCATION: The Clubhouse.
Conflicts were routine, especially within Rick’s world. The merger was hard to deal with. People were made to adhere to a new way of being, which was hard for stubborn old bikers who just wanted a grip on this town and on their personal income. That’s where Rick and Kali’s story begins, if you could even call it that. Their bickering and attitude towards one another was warped and unsteady and Rick knew that if he didn’t do something quick, or else it was going to pose as another problem for the club, which was the last thing they needed in the wake of The Rogues.
With that, he heads to the store. Rick pads to the baby section in search for something meaningful. Eventually, he picks a small white blanket with a silk trim, adorned with a small baby fox sewn onto the corner. He packed it up neatly and offered it to her once he arrived at the clubhouse. “The receipt's inside if you end up returning it for store credit or somethin’.” Rick jokes, placing the gift onto the table between them. “Consider it a peace offering.”









