LMAO I NEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD A FANFIC LIKE THIS FROM SOMEONE (first postttt💔)
Late at night, abt 10. Roads empty. Except for three motorbikers.
Chris Prince. A sleek white Kawasaki with teal accents.
Noel Noa. A sleek black Ducati with golden accents.
Lavinho. A yellow Kawasaki with green, gold and blue accents.
Chris is of course the one who flirts with any motorbike girly he sees and blasts 50 Cent, Eminem and 2Pac.
Noa is the one who listens to Chase Atlantic and The Neighbourhood, and EVERY motorbike girly is like “HOLY SHI HES SO HANDSOME”
Lavinho. Has RedBulls and Monsters in his backpack, blasts Brazilian phonk like he’s in an edit, REFUSES to wear a helmet, always flirting with random girls, and boys when we feels like it.












