(ZIGGY'S POV)
Vroom!...Screech!.....
The screeching sound of the motorcycle brake and the sound of a man and a woman giggling brought me back to my senses. I am still in front of Cloe's house, crashing out on her garden bench.
I squinted and brushed my eyes as the irritating glare of a certain vehicle's light blinded me for a while. Thank God that someone finally turned off his lights, and now that is only the post lamp left on illuminating the area, the view turns more vivid this time.
It's Val and Cloe; she just got down Val's bike, laughing impulsively and freely. He also is laughing with her, his right hand on the bike handle and the other is on Cloe's waist. She wobbles, and he's holding her firmly; with her shameless laughter, I can sense that she's enjoying it.
