Grand walked back to the coffee shop to grab his bike. He checks the time and he knows Bobby will be at the old abandoned building skating. He decided to drop by since he has plenty of time before his curfew at the WIZ.
He gave the manager a salute as he saw him peeking from the store when he's on his bike putting on his helmet. It's been a while since he has ridden his Panigale, he stopped riding his motorbike because a girl from his past asked him cutely not to because it's dangerous and she is worried about his safety. Grand smiled bitterly with the memory.
When he hit the highway and he could speed up, he forgot all those things and just enjoyed the vibration of the motor, and the wind slapping his helmet. He loved this feeling of freedom.
