my stuff [4]

‘Ren’s obnoxiously loud Harley-Davidson screeched to a halt by the pavement, the sudden noise startling Hux into spilling her remarkably hot coffee all over her sleeve. Ren took off her helmet and smirked, running a hand through her dark hair in a futile attempt to fight her helmet hair.

“Get on Gingersnap, I’ve got something to show you.”

“Stop calling me that.”’

(an aesthetic moodboard for a sort of modern fem!kylux au i’ll never actually write)