Running
She waits for him, leaning lightly against the motorcycle. She's wearing baggy jeans and a hoddie. She had never worn out clothes like this before, but times had changed. She grips her hands together remembering last nights events. Hak comes back with their bags full of supplies (food, clothes and things for personal hygiene).
"Lets go Miss". He gets on the bike and waits for her to get on. She wraps her arms around his waist casually, as if it were nothing. He closes his eyes tight, filling with mixed feelings.
This is just a little idea I idea a while back. If you want me to continue this story please let me know.