<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: baseballscript;">Bluma</span></span><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"> the Wilted Rose</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">Bluma smiled again "Well then I will have to thank your brother, beside what was the bet?" she asked curious. "that's a nice way to think about things can't say I think the same" she said shrugging simply. The bike had come to life underneath her once again it was beyond a rush and having Alez strong frame surrounding her she felt like she was on fire but in a good way he warmed her in a way that made his presence strong and clear to her. Soon enough they arrived at his house she gazed at with wide eyes and excitement coursing through her veins. Oh Alez before it gets to late I should check on my mother so she doesn't call the cops again" she said raising her eyebrows trying to be funny. She wasn't sure he would get her humor but it was worth a try she thought.</span>