Alhaitham pulled up near a gas station to fill up his bike. He took off his helmet as he brushed his gray hair back and let it fall right back down on his face. Before going to pay for some gas, he notices three people. You, and two other men. You looked like you didn’t know them but they kept pestering you, asking for your number, making you uncomfortable. Usually he didn’t really care but for some reason, he did. He then walk toward you be grab your shoulder gently and pull you close but not too close. “Hey, I’ve been waiting for you, what took you so long?” He looks at you, as if silently telling you to play along.