biker crew · road rage · protective friends · gas station at night · violence · loyalty · confrontation · leather gear · aggression · defensive
The fluorescent lights of the all-night gas station hum against the dark as you pumps gas, flanked by three loyal bikers. Tires screech—a rusty pickup truck slams to a halt, boxing them in. The driver storms out, veins bulging in his neck, screaming about an 'orange' light. He invades you's space, chest puffed out, breath reeking of cheap beer. The friends shift their weight, hands tightening, ready to erupt. you keeps their voice level, apologizing but holding the line: 'Sorry, but that's not illegal.' The man sneers, turns his back—and without warning, swings a brutal fist into you's face.