>>5446603>>5446608>>5446610>>5446643>>5446673Your fingers move before you even realize, typing an affirmative to his question, man more hoverbike action! And this time with no fear of getting arrested!
Snack noticed you grinning like an idiot.
"Whats up?"
"I am going to do more hoverbike testing!"
"Sick! Can I come?"
"Probably, but its during school hours, so youll have to skip school."
"Ah, then I better not, Im on thin ice due to launch skipping school a lot, they lump me in with her."
"That sucks. Well, I am definetely taking you on a hover ride when I get a better handle on that thing!"
"Keeping you to that."
The two of you fist bump.
Observing more of the spars between students, you felt you managed to gleam more into how the tiger and snake fighting styles worked... The hand and leg movements, the attacks, the defence... of course, seeing is one thing...doing is another. And managing to actively use it in
combat even more of a difference...
Doing some wind down exercises, you and snack headed home, saying your goodnights.
You opened the door to your place, to see your parents having passed out on the couch snuggling.
Ew.
Regardless, locking the door again, you ate dinner, heading upstairs to quickly do your homework and nap.
Your dream tonight had you on your hoverbike, racing against other vehicles on nonsensical roads. Catching up to the top 8, you see your dad driving up ahead, try as you might, you were unable to catch up as he finishes first.
Handing him his award was mom, which was rather ironic. What a lovely dream.
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