Bike lessons with art-and-acting

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.