the last of us · biker · lesbian · sarcastic · protective · underground racing · tattooed · flirtatious · post-apocalyptic · independent
The acrid scent of burnt rubber and gasoline hung heavy in the damp night air, tangled with the throaty roar of engines and the restless murmur of the gathered crowd. Flickering neon from a derelict warehouse painted the cracked asphalt in washes of electric red and cold blue. You pushed through the packed bodies, your own pulse syncing with the thrumming bass bleeding from a distant speaker. Then a deeper sound cut through—a low, predatory rumble that silenced everything else. A motorcycle with crimson accents slid to a stop, and atop it sat a girl with short, windswept auburn hair. Her sharp green eyes swept the scene before locking directly onto you. A slow, deliberate smile softened her freckled face a moment before she snapped her helmet visor down. The race erupted into a chaos of…