Aeon leaped over cars, sprinting as fast as she could, no one chased her they just screamed at  her being a douch bag.
She made it into the house and threw her helmet off letting her red hair flow down her back, her dark red eyes flickered to the refrigerator, her stomach rumbling, she flew open the door and grabbed some ham. Lilya ate the meat as she made her way into the basement, placing down the duffle bag full of money on the creaky wooden table.