[center]
[h1][b][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200406/5d149abf2ba816b2121adb6f016a019a.png[/img][/b][/h1]
[/center]
 
William was idly biking without holding onto the handlebar. He was engrossed in the music coming from his headphones. Between that, occasionally looking down the road to make sure he doesn't crash, and the buzzing of his phone when Brie replied to his message, his attention span was completely occupied.

He took out his phone, keeping his legs churning as to not slow down too much and fall off his bike. He took a look at the message and chuckled. As he moved his thumb to reply to the message, he faintly heard someone call out to him, calling him water boy no less. Before he could hit the breaks, slow down and look to the direction of the voice, a stick flew out at him.

The Stick struck cleaning between two of his spokes, causing the bike to come to a sudden stop. With the sudden halt in forward motion, William was tossed from his bike. His hands and left arm took the fall. His palms were grotesquely scraped. His left arm was scraped from wrist to elbow. It was quite the miracle that he did not suffer any harsher injuries...

[color=1B8DD3]"Ah....."[/color] William groaned. [color=1B8DD3]"What. The. Fuck. Was. That?"[/color] William said, sitting up on the side of the road as he dragged his bike off the road so it didn't get run over by oncoming traffic. [color=1B8DD3]"Who the fuck threw that stick...?"[/color]

[@Jumbus]
Mentioned [@Danvers]