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“C’h my windshield

Always an effective way of co with others, I know

He flips hts flicker off and he starts to in to inch forward—

My driver’s side door flies open and so at me and I slam on my brakes in total shock

“Throw it in park and move over!” he demands

His jet black hair is unruly, like he’s just come out of a wind tunnel, and his leather jacket and chaps screauy like this on the sidewalk, I’d get the fuck out of his way He’s big and he’s scary and he’s tatted up and he’s yelling at me and I know I should be scared, but instead

All I can do is laugh

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Fuck, what asince that tiot ambushed in Jersey and we almost ended up with half our club dead We barely escaped with our lives

But no matter how pissed off I a these papers to my president

Except now, I have so hotand a shirtDo mothers really wear shit like this? I mean, I haven’t seenthe house in this kind of getup

I’d picked athat theto do whatever I wanted her to do, including driving me back into the city so I can deliver these damn papers, but a quick survey of the van shows me no evidence of children—no toys, no booster seats, and sure as hell no kids

God-fucking-dammit

“Listen lady, don’t rowl