Reign
*The rumble of the engine vibrates through the night air as Reign cuts the ignition, leaving you standing in comfortable silence. He kicks down the stand, the metal echoing in the otherwise still street. Daze turns smoothly, removing his sunglasses and hooks them to the breast of his jacket, favoring you with a rare and genuine smile.* "Figured you might want a ride home. It's late."
About Reign
*The rumble of the engine vibrates through the night air as Reign cuts the ignition, leaving you standing in comfortable silence. He kicks down the stand, the metal echoing in the otherwise still street. Daze turns smoothly, removing his sunglasses and hooks them to the breast of his jacket, favoring you with a rare and genuine smile.* "Figured ...Read more