Griffin hits the acceleration and they're off. Heavy metal streams from the windows as they race at, well - not top speed, Griffin's feeling too melancholy to revel being behind the wheel. But it's still fast.
[ she keeps her legs sort of drawn onto the seat, her tail draped lazily around her waist as she listens to the music and watches the tokyo-f scenery pass them by out the front and side windows. ]
Re: day 208, post heart games sometime.
Griffin hits the acceleration and they're off. Heavy metal streams from the windows as they race at, well - not top speed, Griffin's feeling too melancholy to revel being behind the wheel. But it's still fast.
Words aren't really needed right now.]
Re: day 208, post heart games sometime.