pyrokinetics:
Quinn loosened her grip, knowing she’d be safe. She still held onto him, though, but it was more out of principle than fear. She lifted her head a bit so she could project her voice toward him as she spoke again.
“You’re Kyle’s friend, too, right? Kyle is one of my best friends! Does he ride with you?”
She asked, curious about why she hadn’t heard about the Mole from Kyle. Gregory had been the one to tell her. Maybe he just didn’t want people to know about their friendship, which she thought was silly. It was Kyle, though, and he worried about trivial things all the time. She thought maybe she could talk to him about it when she saw him again. It’d be a change in conversation for sure.
Besides, she liked Mr. Mole so far.
"Yes... Ze fucker rides with me... not often tho... because I am very buzy..."
Christophe replied back simply, keeping his eyes on the road as they swerved throughout cars and traffic. Some people would honk their horns loudly at him in retaliation, but a quick flick of the middle finger came before he sped off.
From riding with him that good couple of minutes, she could tell that he's probably done this far too often than he was willing to admit, or perhaps he would admit. The Mole seemed to have a fairly strong personality, much stronger than most that she knew-- other than Craig Tucker, probably.














