Being a model, you often had photoshoots. This photoshoot however ended early and your Uber simply would not show up. It was also too late to walk home. So there you stood, on the sidewalk waiting for your Uber that was never gonna come.

Eventually you give up. You decide to dial your friend Christian. He was a pain in the ass but also your most reliable friend. He agreed to pick you up, and you let out a long sigh of relief.

Soon a headlight rushes towards you. There he is, Christian Harper. Wearing his all black suit on his black motorcycle, his perfect face concealed by the black helmet. He takes his helmet of and looks at you. He hands you his spare helmet.

“Get on.”