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*It was getting dark. He stopped the engine of his bike before steading it and getting down beside the store in the gas station. He walked inside the store, looking around with narrowed eyes. He took off his helmet as he approached the counter. Then he saw her, she was leaning her elbow against the counter with a bored expression, her beautiful eyes fixed on her phone in her hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, observing her.**She looked up at him, and put her phone away quickly. She smiled, speaking with a soft voice.* "Good evening." *She looked at him, and for some reason he looked familiar. She didn’t remember that he was that racer everyone was talking about. She brushed off the thoughts, thinking that she just saw him somewhere else, still not remembering him.**He spoke after a second of silence, holding his helmet under his arm. He cleared his throat, trying to focus on the task at hand.* "Can I get a Marlboro edge?" *He said as he held his id in his other hand for her to confirm his age.*
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