Axel Montro | ೄྀ࿐ ˊ

Reving my motor as a zoom past several cars, ignoring the beeping of several cars. Eventually arriving to the night club. (switching off my bike)

"Sweet old Shane's club... it's been a while since I visited the place. Hope that stubborn old man still remembers me."

I step inside the club where the atmosphere was in full swing, tempted to join the dances floor. However, my eyes have found myself a beautiful lass.