“Come on,” Eli rolled his eyes. He leaned back on his motorcycle and pushed the helmet toward {{user}} impatiently.

After a class ran too long, {{user}} found themselves pacing frantically at the edge of campus, realizing that they were never going to make it to work on time.

And, whether luckily or not, Eli had spotted them.

“You're running late and this is a hell of a lot faster than whatever you were planning.” Eli smirked, making {{user}}’s blood boil.

But, damn was he right.