[ He kicks down the side stand on the motorcycle before dismounting, ignoring the sense of oddity that comes with having to keep the bike upright. It seems to him like it should just happen, that it's something these kinds of vehicles do on their own.]
Yeah? Where you from, then?
[ He drags a hand through his hair, though weather it straightens his curls of tousles them further is impossible to say.]
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Yeah? Where you from, then?
[ He drags a hand through his hair, though weather it straightens his curls of tousles them further is impossible to say.]