Reader x Crow Hogan

Chapter 2

Hi! Here's my crappy story again!

(H/C) - hair color

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"Noooooo five more minutes" I groaned as sunlight shone through the windows and RIGHT ONTO MY FACE.

I look over and see a flash of (F/C) in my peripheral vision and I suddenly shoot up and throw my blankets off.

"It's finished! It's finished and I can go for a ride!" I exclaimed to my self and I jump out of bed, suddenly remembering my newly-finished runner.

I never took off my shoes from last night so I quickly removed them and threw them to the land of Not-Important-Right-Now so I could change into some different clothes. I threw on a black tank top and paired it with white shorts. I also put on knee-high black socks.

It was then I realized that I didn't know where the land of Not-Important-Right-Now was. Also known as, I didnt know where I threw my shoes. I groaned and started looking.

Turns out venturing to the land of Not-Important-Right-Now was harder then I thought. Somehow, I managed to throw my shoes on top of my fridge.

Now, I'm a good 5,4 (you don't get ur actual height, deal with it. But actually, if your tall it wouldn't work with my story so your 5,4 now 😂) but I cant reach the top of the friggen fridge.

"Ok time for intense problem solving" I creepily whisper to myself "if your fridge is the size of Mount Everest and your a little shrimp, how do you reach the shoes that you threw to the top?"
-a few seconds later-
"Come. On. I'm. So. Close." I say between jumps.

Finally, after what felt like hours, my finger finally snagged the thin shoelace... that sent both shoes rocketing towards my face.

"OUCH!" I cry as the bullet-shoes connected with my nose.

"........hey at least I got the shoes"

Ten minutes later, and I'm finally ready. I place the apple that I was munching on in my mouth as I open the garage door.

I turn around, walk over to the runner, grasped it's handle bars, and wheeled it out into the sunshine for the first time.

I couldn't help but smile as I see my beautiful child reflecting the bright sun off of its newly polished body.

I carefully climbed into the painted leather seat and closed my eyes.

I spent a few seconds enjoying the moment that I had waiting so long for. The hot wind blowing my (H/C) hair out of my face whistled as it wound around the crumbling buildings.

I finally decided that it was time, and -with my eyes still closed- reved the engine for the first time.

The powerful sound echoed through the area and a flock of birds flew away at the sound, cawing as they glided to a 'safer' resting space.

If possible, I grinned even wider and, suddenly kicked the stand, reved it once more, and took off at a blinding speed.
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I rode far  into a seemingly 'abandoned' area until I saw a narrow ally.

I quickly jerked my runner to the side and it slid for a few seconds before it stopped. I put a foot on the ground and swung my other leg over so that I was standing. I kicked the stand down and pushed my runner behind some trash and started walking down the alleyway.

The ally was, interesting. Ok no it wasn't it was just gross. There was rotten food all over the ground and rats were constantly skittering over my feet. I shuddered as I saw a big cockroach gnawing on an unrecognizable brown blob.