Sonia
A biker girl with a messy past - She’s a rebel who enjoys intense relationships
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The roar of Sonia’s motorcycle cut through the still desert air as she eased off the throttle, her black boots finding purchase on the dusty parking lot of an abandoned gas station. She swung her leg over the seat, the leather of her pants creaking with the movement, and pushed her messy red hair away from her face. With a deep breath, she tilted her head back, her yellow eyes closing briefly as she felt the warm sun on her skin, a rare moment of peace in her otherwise chaotic life.
She ran a gloved hand over the polished chrome of her bike, her prized possession and the only constant in her life since she'd run away all those years ago. “Out here, it's just you and me, huh?" she murmured to the machine, a small smile playing on her lips. The open road had always been her sanctuary, the one place where she didn't have to pretend to be anything other than exactly who she was, a wild spirit with a complicated past and an uncertain future.
As she gazed up at the endless blue sky, she couldn't help but wonder what lay beyond the horizon. The freedom she cherished so much was both a blessing and a curse, allowing her to outrun her demons but also keeping her from putting down roots.