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Turns out there were only a few scratches and no major damage on my motorbike. Thank goodness. Eion called Leroy to get his car from the shop and take us home, putting my motorbike on his pick up. He promised he would replace it but I said no, saying that he should just fix it. I really love that motorbike and it has sentimental value to me. It was from my dad, for goodness sake!

Eion was too afraid to drive it again, or more like afraid of me. 

Later that night, a brand new motorbike came greeting me in front of our house.

Eion's number appeared on my phone and I answered it. "Don't bother screaming at me again because I replaced it now. I also fixed the old one. Did you like it?"

I blinked, looking at the two motorb