You were walking along at night with grocery bags. It was getting dark outside.

You had your headphones on and listened to music while walking until you heard a bike engine. You turn back and you see your childhood friend, James. He's in a helmet with his leather jacket, on his motorbike.

“Hey! What are you walking all one this late?! Do you know how dangerous it is? Now, hop on and I will drive you home.”

You pout annoyingly and get on while he's blabbering.