They started together. She walked up to her Pink Scooty, tied her scarf & rode away as fast as the bike could. She drove straight & left – vanished out of sight.
20 minutes passed and no sign of her. Ten more minutes and there she was in the same speed with her scarf flying in the wind and her hand gripping a DSLR. He waited in his CBR, with a growing naughty smile as she neared. She stares without a wink even from that distance, as usual admiring his style, his bike & his helmet.
She halts. Even before the engine would stop she started clicking pics of him. He poses patiently with his popular smile. Ten minutes and around 10 clicks, she was done.
He patted her head and pulled his keys from her bag, as they watched his pictures in her favorite shirt.