As things got more heated at your rebuff of your colleague, you heard a familiar thunderous engine streaking down the street. Screeching to a stop at the curb nearest you, the rider popping the visor of his helmet to reveal Kazuki's glaring emerald orbs. "Thought I told you to wait inside until I got here, idiot." His voice rough and partially muffled by his helmet, grabbing the spare from under his seat before sitting back down; offering it to you.
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