Tap tap tap.
Once again the slightly loud footsteps could be heard coming behind the door of the building that Jaffery and Happiness were gawking at, the homeless emaciated people on the veranda seemed to have grown restless when they heard those footsteps but once again, the sound of the footsteps were muffled by the loud noice of the motorbike.
Actually, it was hard to start the motorbike at first because of how absurd Jaffery was pulling the throttle. The sound released by the exhaust pipe was loud in that it even muffled the sound of the weak showers of the rain. Dark, pungent smoke from the exhaust pipe filled the air but Jaffery was not concerned about that, he tried starting the motorbike and tried until on the fifth time, the motorcycle came alive.
