Finally. It was about time.
Chiara finally bought a bike and it came in. During the middle of winter with fucking snow and weather. Fuck mother nature.
Now, to ride.
Getting on the bike, Chiara broke into a nice speed, letting the wind blow through her hair. It was beautiful.
Halting, she saw someone sitting on a bench. Alone.
"Your the girl from the store!" She told the girl as she saw her.