Thief With A Bike ~ Krii7y

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"Nothing, just don't wanna look." He mumbled, his voice muffled.

"Pussy." Puffer said from beside him. He was so close to snapping right now, John was not having it.

"Puffer." Grizzy said calmly, "can you not make a big deal out of everything?" 

"Rude." Puffer sighed, "Fine."

Thank god, Grizzy would always save the day, or make it worse, but right now that was exactly what John needed to calm his nerves, for Puffer to shut the fuck up.

"We should head in after this run, I need to thaw my phone, and John needs a break." Smit pointed out.

"Im fine." John tried to assure, but figured a break wouldn't be too bad.

"I think Puffer should sit down for a moment too, because he seems upset." Grizzy side eyed Puffer, who laughed at him.

"And you, Grizzy?" Smit questioned, raising his head from his lingering gaze at John.

"Hm, Im sure a break wouldn't hurt us, Johns doing good, Puffer not so much, But you guys could move onto the other lift, and I can stay back with Puff if you want."

"No, we'll stay with him, I don't need to hit double, triple black diamonds today."

"Don't you want to go to the freestyle grounds? I don't know if they have a tow rope, or an actual lift for it here."

"I do, but I don't need to, and John definitely won't want to just sit and watch me hit jumps."

Oh how he was wrong.

"I'll go with you, Smit."

"It's fine John, we'll stay here."

"No, I mean it, I'll go with you, I want to watch you." John offered again, more sincerely.

"If you say so." John could sense Smit's happiness, even though his tone was flat and monotone.

It didn't take them long to make it back down the slope, or it didn't take long for John and Smii7y to make it down.

Puffer was a different question, but despite this, they still all made it down.

It just maybe took awhile.

And by taking awhile, it actually took an hour or a few.

John and Smit had already spent quite awhile sitting and chatting while they waited for two of their quad group.

Be it a double date maybe?

John had the urge to smile, and frown at the thought. He loved the idea, but he also didnt want their double date to be Grizzy and Puffer. 

That sounds mean.

"Yo wazzup." Grizzy greeted, sitting down next to John with a huff.

"Wheres Puffer?" Smii7y questioned.

"Getting the snow out of his hood." Grizzy said as he pulled his goggles off his face.

"Good god, how many times did he fall?" John asked, laughing.

"he fell... 9 times i want to say, but the worst one he fell into the powder on the side of the trail, and got stuck, board up, face down style."

"How does that even happen?"

"Smit, dont act like you haven't done that."

"I was going like mock ten when I fell, he was probably barely moving."

"Thats a huge exageration." Grizzy rolled his eyes.

"Shut the fuck up."

"Alright."

With that there was silence, as both Smit and Grizzy stared into eachothers souls.

John was happy he'd be leaving to Vegas soon.

A/N

"Ayo I have cool jays tho-"

-Yumi 

What would you guys think, if I took the lore from this book, and I switched it and gon did goofed it around, and made a different book.

I don't actually care I made it anyways 😄

I may also publish some older books that just didn't make the cut and I don't want to continue, but have good ideas that others might find helpful. Those will be posted with the A/N first, as I edit them and deem them readable. Also please for the love of god read the A/Ns on those because some are fucking gruesome, and I wasn't in a good state of mind.

Also it's just been hard to find motivation because I'm... sad? I dunno 🤷‍♀️ It is what it is, I'm busy, gots shit to do so yeah, I'll keep posting just not frequently. 

(I didn't edit this, this is actually like an old ass chapter so.)