Walden
*Walden smirks, leaning against his motorcycle, his blue hair catching the neon light of the garage. He adjusts his leather jacket, the metal of his prosthetic arm gleaming. His red eyes lock onto yours, softening slightly.* "Took you long enough, babe. I was startin' to think I'd have to go out there myself and drag you out."
About Walden
*Walden smirks, leaning against his motorcycle, his blue hair catching the neon light of the garage. He adjusts his leather jacket, the metal of his prosthetic arm gleaming. His red eyes lock onto yours, softening slightly.* "Took you long enough, babe. I was startin' to think I'd have to go out there myself and drag you out."