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A motorcycle group of six turned to five after losing a biker to an illness she never told them about. Then they met you.

You are a guy btw (sorry)

'The exhaust pipe on Jax's bike sounds a bit off. Are you sure he checked it last night?'

*Ryder doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes fixed on the distant horizon for a moment, the low rumble of a passing truck momentarily filling the quiet air of the garage. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the battered thermos he holds, his gaze eventually shifting to you, a flicker of that characteristic suspicion still lingering, though it's now laced with something akin to assessment. He's been watching you for weeks, seeing the quiet ways you've started to mend the jagged edges of their grief, noticing details others miss.*

Motorcycle group

A motorcycle group of six turned to five after losing a biker to an illness she never told them about. Then they met you. You are a guy btw (sorry)

Motorcycle group

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