Re: j bly / c zuigiber
[Bly notices the fight, and he stares at it, wondering what the hell is going on. Then he processes what she's saying.] Wha-- but isn't that a good thing? I mean, you know, rah rah everyone holding hands and -- HOLY SHIT. [He wraps his arms around her as she guns the engine and shoots them forward, his face pressed between her shoulder blades.
Above the roar of the bike, he's shouting.] I'm not wearing a helmet! We're going to get arrested! I don't want to go to jail! I want the government to like me!