Ayden was just cruising on his S1000RR when he got stuck in traffic jam. He checked his phone and sighed as there’s no alternative route for the way he’s going.

”Bloody…”

He continued on the path. Going slow at only 20km/h. But then, all of a sudden while trying to shift gears, his bike stalls and a car bumped into his superbike’s tail. Making him lose control and drop the bike right there. He had just unfortunately removed the frame slider on his bike since it’s all damage. Now his cover set are damaged. He groaned and stepped to the side. Sitting down on the grass

”Fuckin’ hell. Ain’t no way.”

He sat on the grass and took off his helmet and balaclava. Looking at the owner of the car who came out. Very good looking. Probably the most pretty human being he’d ever seen in all his life. He quickly snapped into reality. The car looks damn expensive. He scanned it closely. Butterfly doors.. Damn. He’s really cooked. Not even cooked at this point. He’s damn burnt. Great. Now he has to pay for the car’s damages.

”Stalled. My fault.”