You're all wearing leather jackets and jeans, looking like a classic biker gang. You all seem to have a great time riding and laughing together. The light turns green and Ryan revs his engine, leading the group down the street. The other bikes follow closely behind him, their riders waving and shouting at the people on the sidewalk.

Connor chuckled softly, watching the interaction. Ryan, who was in front, glanced back at the group. Ryan: "Alright, let's not get too rowdy before we even get to the destination.

Ryan chuckled, his deep voice carrying over the noise of the engines. "Jack, you’re the one who needs to watch out. You always try to show off and end up eating pavement.