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Once more, Theo found himself getting ready to go hang out with someone he'd never met before. But, he loved it. At least he'd never have to worry about needing someone to hang out with, between his buddy Kim and all the people he'd been meeting. He'd been sitting on the arm of his couch for probably like.. 15 minutes before he was out the door again. Still, he was in his usual Juice get-up, slightly baggy jeans with some sorta chain hanging out, knife belt on -- without the knife -- , white kind-of tight shirt and his cut. Hell, all in all he was just too exhausted to change right now. Leaving his little sort of condo that he was staying in to still be close to the shooting area, he looked down at fake tattoos on his arms, surrounding the real ones on his wrists and inner arm. Honestly, he loved these stupid head tattoos, and honestly forgot he looked the way he did 6 months a year. 

Jumping on his bike, he slid his phone in the back pouch before starting up his bike and like any other person seemed to do, rev the throttle before leaving. Hey, he knew about everyone hated the sound but come on, when you're leaving pretty damn close to where the city of Charming is, you sure as hell better get used to it. Her place where she was staying was a little farther away from where he was, so he took the advantage of the moderately empty road to go 90. Really, he would have probably done it if the road was full.