The Dealer/Whitney's house1
From Create Your Own Story
You leave your flat whilst zipping up your leather jacket. You toss a bag into the compartment underneath the seat of your motorbike and then drive off.
Whitney lives in a nice neighbourhood, it's not amazing but there are rarely any motorbikes or couriers in this part of town. There are rows after rows of suburban houses with well kept green gardens out front and large, gas guzzling cars in the driveway.
You're not speeding in this neighbourhood, you know better than that. Although you could start speeding and find out what happens, but since you decide not to do that you drive quietly down the street and make the final left turn onto Whitney's road.
You know the protocool because you've discussed it with Whitney before, you drive up the driveway and give your horn a soft "toot" to remind her that you're hear and the automated garage door whirrs to life. You drive into the darkened garage and the doors begin to shut behind you. The doors aren't fully closed as Whitney emerges from the shadows.
"Hey." she says playfully. Whitney was a hot woman, she was thin and graceful and had her brown hair currently tied up in a long ponytail to make her face look thinner than it already did with her high cheekbones and ear to ear smile. "Nice to see you again." You're not sure if she was expecting you because it looks like she'd just finished a yoga work out, still wearing yoga pants and a tight pink sleeveless top.
You take your helmet off to say
