Girl Bike Accident Love - Makeover & Dressup
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Zoe sprinted along the park trail, earbuds blasting her workout playlist, when a blur of spokes and neon Lycra clipped her leg. She hit the pavement hard, gravel biting into her palms. Zack skidded to a stop, his fixed-gear bike fishtailing as he dropped to her side. "Don't move that knee—look at the angle," he barked, already fishing antiseptic wipes from his messenger bag. His hands worked methodically despite their trembling, binding the gash with a bandana from his handlebars. Hours later, Zack stared at his bathroom mirror, lather dripping from his razor as the memory looped—how her laughter had bubbled up through the pain when he'd offered his T-shirt as an impromptu ice pack, the way sunset caught in her smudged eyeliner. He missed his train stop three times that week, cycling past the park bench where they'd exchanged numbers, until he finally texted her the truth: *I keep buying extra bandages just in case you need patching up again.* Her reply came faster than he'd dared hope—a photo of healed skin with *Still ugly. Bring more ice cream?* scrawled in Sharpie across her knee.
